Saturday, May 30, 2009
Ocean storms
Sometimes, here in Florida, without prior notice, everything starts getting darker and the air seems to get drenched with the intense smell of imminent rain. Most times the rain comes in from the west... and it has traveled a long way to get to me... through the everglades vastness...through rivers...
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Saturday, May 9, 2009
My mother
My mother was a beautiful woman, both inside and out. Strong and sensitive, she possessed a mesmerizing combination of natural wisdom and innate innocence that captivated all who knew her. She had suffered, but in her eyes, when she smiled, there were no shadows to mark hidden regrets or past...
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Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Happy early Mother's day
Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I...
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Sunday, April 19, 2009
R.I.P.
Her face must have seemed so peaceful as she laid in the Spring forest under the tree branches from which as a child full of laughter she used to swing. It was so beautiful there... the Royal Poinciana trees in full bloom lent their rabid red tones to the pleasant mix of greens of the high canopy...
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Sunday, April 5, 2009
The seagull
I was walking by the ocean this afternoon and I noticed a lone seagull that kept circling above the waves... She was not looking for fish for her eyes seemed fixed on the sand strip...so much so that her head would turn as the projected circle of her flight made her loose sight of it. I stopped to...
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
The magical hour
There is a time of the day when the light of the sun streams through a window in my home's family room. As if guided by an invisible hand, it hits only the chandelier that hangs in the center of the ceiling and spreads through the dozens of crystal prisms that from it hang, passing through each and...
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Saturday, March 7, 2009
The silent lesson
S he was a sweet old lady... She stood by the front door of her brownstone as I went by on my way to work most every day, tending to her window boxes, or sweeping the steps, sometimes she would just stand there with a wonderful look on her face... as if amazing movies were playing in her mind. Her...
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Saturday, February 7, 2009
Whatever it is...Is
What steals our innocence... our tranquility... our inner peace... The winds of restless longing that blow us in all directions--desire looking behind every tree and under every rock, in the wine bottle and the needle, amidst the pages of a heralded book, in gods and demons, in making love and in...
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Sunday, February 1, 2009
Loneliness
W e feel alone. The void in us searches every corner of its darkness seeking union with something undefined. Loneliness is our constant, hidden companion. Then love walks in one of its countless guises and the books are banished to the shelf, the games put away in the attic. Dark memories retreat to...
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Sunday, January 25, 2009
An essay on pain
Pain may be life breaking down the barriers to our freedom, teaching us that there are limits, things we are not born to do. Or perhaps is just our body's way to remind us that we are not invincible... that humility is a priced virtue and that no matter how high our mind can sore, it can always be...
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