I've been wanting to write this story for a while, and finally I am. I first met Maud Maynard in 2009, but I'd heard about her, and had been briefly introduced to her, in 2002... but I didn't want to have anything to do with her. Not because she wasn't a perfectly nice, possibly interesting… Continue reading goodbye to a limiting way of thinking,…hello to a friend
Thank you everyone for the blessings and wonderful wishes for Tom and Lindsay's wedding. It was better than I could have imagined,... in every way (and I will be posting a picture when I get them). Possibly every family has a couple of members who are not easy around each other, and I am no… Continue reading New beginnings
Yesterday afternoon, I was trying to nap, and Fred plopped himself down right next to my head. This isn't all that unusual but this time, just as I was drifting into a very peaceful sleep, he started grooming himself (and Fred is a very loud licker!). I kept trying to ignore the sound, but his… Continue reading Supporting a new belief
I'd been wondering lately why the toilet seat had been wet (I had my theories but happily didn't accuse anyone). Then, a few days ago, I heard a lapping sound, coming from the bathroom. I didn't realize that Bodhi was drinking out of the toilet. "To accuse others for one's own misfortunes is a sign… Continue reading No blame
I didn't notice the growth around this window until the other day. Jack had planted geraniums in the window box, but neither of us know what the vine is. I did a post a few months back about a man who had a small tree growing out of his porch roof and someone commented (humorously)… Continue reading I just had to let it grow…
Eleanor likes to stand on the stairs and look out the window. She seems to prefer this to going outside (even though she can). I used to try to coax her outside...thought she needed to run up trees and do all the things that cats are supposed to do. One day, as I was trying… Continue reading Looking at myself first
I attended a workshop Tuesday evening and at the break, I was standing on the porch listening to a rather loud discussion by a couple of the other participants. One woman was saying, "This is the worst workshop that I have ever been to. There is nothing new being presented!" (she had just asked for… Continue reading The Best or the Worst. The choice is mine?
It dawned on me the other day that I was having more irritated feelings, when I thought about my mother, than loving ones. This is not new. My mother has had very firm ideas about what was right and wrong, and she never hesitated to express them! Growing up, we butted heads...a lot. She has… Continue reading thank you mom