It’s been a heavy weekend of love mixed with sadness mixed with wonder and awe. It continues on this mournful Monday as a nation witnesses the pomp and circumstance that follows the death of a life-long servant of, from, and to the aristocracy of the United States. I chose to wait to write today after… Continue reading So Many Heroes
Author: danaj33@yahoo.com
CLUB Thirty-Three – Back To Me
I started this post last year and just now opened it the day before my 56th birthday. This is what I had started: In ten days on 11/22, I will turn 55-years-of-age. As it turns out, my Achievement Number as calculated using Numerology is 33. So, my 55th year did not turn out as I… Continue reading CLUB Thirty-Three – Back To Me
How I Long To Be
I long to be inside the sea anywhere on this globe I touch. I’m finding me again; the nautical me who thrives in blue-green waves and the energizingly brisk, cold, salt water. Soon, I will travel to the land of Ferdinand Magellan whose expeditions lead to the first circumnavigation of the earth in the early… Continue reading How I Long To Be
Blue Mind, Body, and Soul
I’ve been too long away from the blue which is why I feel such blue due to a deep flu hue. Drowning in the dystopian depths of the current world crises especially the one driving America off of a cliff, I found myself whisked out of the madness one day when my new friend Denise… Continue reading Blue Mind, Body, and Soul
My Riant Self Diminishes
A sky the color of pale blue, nonfat milk greets me as I reach for a book this Sunday morning. I need an anodyne to relieve my ticker tape parade of thoughts that have been streaming through my mind for the past two hours as the sun rose somewhere. The prima facie evidence of this… Continue reading My Riant Self Diminishes
Out in the Fogust
I delight in the beauty of another misty day in the Sunset neighborhood in SF followed by a strange occurrence last night. I took an early morning walk around the park near where I live. I was playing Sherlock Holmes in an investigation of hoof-prints on the wet green grass to see if what I… Continue reading Out in the Fogust