misty rain on saturday

When you enter a place of stillness, you awaken the divinity within you. Peggy Sealfon hiding from the chill of early september under the pile of blankets in my bed fuzzy socks on my cold feet I reread a book I first read in college misty rain on saturday cozy day inside my body isContinue reading “misty rain on saturday”

Second Month of 2022

The shortest month of the year has felt like the longest month in history. Okay, not in history but how are we still in only the second month of the year?? It’s been almost two years of this pandemic and it feels like a decade has gone by. This was supposed to be the roaringContinue reading “Second Month of 2022”

Quiet Plane Ride

I never realized how quiet plane rides are until recently. I took an early morning flight last Saturday. The plane wasn’t full. All the passengers were told to spread out. I sat by a window and pulled down the shade. A woman sat by the aisle, leaving the middle seat free. I spent the twoContinue reading “Quiet Plane Ride”

Thoughts I Had at Sunset Cliffs

The other day, I walked around Sunset Cliffs and people-watched. Here are some of the thoughts I had while I was there. These people on the rocks were jumping in then somehow getting back up on the rocks. I wouldn’t jump in but I watched in awe from afar at those who felt brave enoughContinue reading “Thoughts I Had at Sunset Cliffs”

What I’ve Been Clicking On – Part 1

Happy Saturday! Here’s what I’ve been clicking on the Internet this week. Most weeks will likely just be a numbered list with link but who knows. I’m still trying to figure this out. I hope you’re healthy and well. Kelly — This video of a library reopening and people welcoming the library staff with aContinue reading “What I’ve Been Clicking On – Part 1”

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Ice cold air, sliding doors frozen shut, inhales that burn your lungs, shivers that last for days. Single digit temperatures transition into the negatives during the night last until morning. It’s too cold, too too cold. Too cold to do anything outside. The day’s activities consist of sitting by the fire, hiding under blankets, workingContinue reading “0”

Mendy

She’s a complicated old girl, Around sixteen years old. Scared of footsteps and loud noise. She scurries away when the dog barks. Her nickname is the Ghost Cat, Because she’s rarely seen by anyone. Her only human is my mom. She follows her around And sits by her when she can. She ignores me, theContinue reading “Mendy”

The Journey of a Baby Plant

The plant I got for my birthday Withers in the cold air. It doesn’t do well in winter. The top of it’s stem is pink, Stressed from too much sun. I set it in the window sill And forgot to move it back To the small plate on the corner Of my desk where itContinue reading “The Journey of a Baby Plant”

36th Street

After a long day of speech therapy and wandering around the city, I take a shortcut to return back to my hotel. 36th street. A random street. The sun has disappeared behind the clouds. The street is quiet, a welcomed change from Park Avenue. I’m halfway down between Park and Lexington when I notice aContinue reading “36th Street”

Uncertain Spring

The first quote in The New York Time’s Plague Season, Through the Eyes of Writers is by Virginia Woolf. “It was an uncertain spring.” Uncertain is a good way to put it. We don’t know how long this will last or what will happen when life is allowed to slowly wake up again. There’s aContinue reading “Uncertain Spring”