I, as you are too, are probably frequently reading, to wash your hands! I thought, “They are preaching to the choir. I have been a believer and doer of this hand washing thing for decades.” A couple of decades ago my children and husband all came down with strep throat. I consoled myself that myContinue reading “Confessions of a professed hand washer”
A while back I wrote “Sometimes I sits and Thinks” observing the process of learning to be okay just being, not doing. The second phrase of this saying, “and sometimes I just sits” also has significance for me. Lately, meditating is the time for me to just sit, which is what I want to tell you about today.
Musings of releasing oneself from the need to be productive.
I wrote about my brother Bob’s illness and subsequent death in The Winter of Grief.What I saved for this story is events I experienced, especially in the last year, involving my brother. Here’s the backstory: When Bob was diagnosed with Parkinson’s and Dementia in 2010, he started his care in a nursing home in theContinue reading “On a Warm Day in June”
On January 4th, my nephew’s wife called to say my brother Bob was not eating and was declining. I hadn’t seen him since last June, and in December was told he could no longer participate in the phone conversations I had just had a month prior. I knew I needed to visit him. I rememberedContinue reading “The Winter of Grief”
June 30, 2018, slipped quietly to July 1, 2018, with little notice. It was a big event for me, but I barely noticed either. This was probably due to the fact I had anticipated June 30, 2018, for a couple of years, knowing I had a decision to make. I considered the pros and cons,Continue reading “June 30, 2108”
On the eve of election day I dreamed I was attending social work graduate school. I had trouble getting to my classes as my class roster didn’t have the location of my first class. I was supposed to be there at 8:30, but 8:30 came and went, and I never made it to my class.Continue reading “Dreams and Voting”
A year ago, we were in the path of a wet microburst resulting in a big, old hackberry tree uprooting and resting on our house. This blog includes our initial reactions. Here are my thoughts after a year has passed. It actually took a while to have the experts settle on the type of storm weContinue reading “Our Giving Tree”
In February I posted this blog about playing the mobile game Pokémon Go. My point was that I played the game in a compulsive manner, concerned I was approaching an addictive place with it. I had abstained in January, to assess and basically get a grip on what was going on for me. I started playing again in February, with some detachment in place. I am now playing daily again.
So what’s changed about my playing?
My experience with hearing aids and tinnitus.