Many of my poems deal with change—particularly my own need to change, to become who I am supposed to be. Here’s another love poem, written years ago. In fact, written while driving home after we spent a weekend backpacking. That whole drive, from his place to my own, I was composing these lines, and—except forContinue reading “Change”
Author Archives: Coming Home to Myself
Operating on Automatic
Left Brain vs Right Sometimes the thinking mind isn’t that brilliant. And maybe I depend on it a little too much. I’ve found that clearing and sorting out chaos frees up thought. A week or so ago, I got busy emptying boxes of old papers and magazines, and came across the original (like written inContinue reading “Operating on Automatic”
Sticks (no stones or bones)
Saturday, Sophie came home from a walk carrying a stick (a thin branch). I took it away and gave her a chew stick. Other times, when she had a chew stick, she demolished it immediately, swallowing whole chunks. This time, she carried the chew stick around for three days, much the way she carries herContinue reading “Sticks (no stones or bones) “
Ironies—
A brief report this week, due to non-writing pursuits. My focus has been on taxes (I was late last year), and some personal issues. Ironically, that means I’m spending more time watching DVDs while knitting a cap, activities to counteract the tedium which dries up my creative juices. I found the yarn in a thriftContinue reading “Ironies—”
Our intentions—
You might remember my “intention” of experiencing something new every week. I hadn’t come up with any ideas for this past week. I do believe the cosmos (whatever name you go by) responds to our sincere needs (whether we want it to or not). A new experience did happen. It left me with questions andContinue reading “Our intentions—”
Can we slow down time?
As we grow older, subjective time seems to fly faster and faster. One way to slow that down is to do new things. Experiencing something for the first time, like we do in childhood, has (or is supposed to have) a slowing down effect. Last week I mentioned an idea of trying something new, orContinue reading “Can we slow down time?”
Bring on the new—
The end to the holidays came as a relief. Our problems never arise out of a single cause; they’re always complicated. But one of the causes of my relief was of having put too much pressure on my desire to finish a first draft—or at least an outline—for the end of the sci fi trilogyContinue reading “Bring on the new—”
Puzzling out the old year
This is a brief, and late blog, as I’ve had little energy to invest beyond my writing deadline. However, great minds decided we needed more puzzles. And so, along with my self-elected labors, I had to put Sophie together ASAP. May all the pieces of the puzzles of our lives come together in 2023!
It’s the season
This morning, Sophie was all ready to take her walk—UNTIL I held up her harness in one hand and her coat in the other. She took one look and walked away. I love an expressive dog! I then put the coat away and dressed her in harness only, and we took a leisurely stroll downContinue reading “It’s the season”
On Seeing
On seeing the literal—I got used to being farsighted after the cataract surgery, except for anything up close, like fingernail care and reading and jigsaw puzzles. Finally freed to visit my optometrist, I now have progressive lenses—something new for this previously trifocal user. Some of the time the progressive lenses work well. However, the jigsawContinue reading “On Seeing”
Kate Harrington 