This is a blog post!

Who are you? How did you come to be? Why are you? What did you want to be? How are you? Did you dare to be? Are you all? Are you not to be?

It is my belief that people are principally a product of their environment; in contrast to many of my friends who believe that they are...

There’s a foot of snow outside But spring is coming... Not a hint of green outside But spring is coming... And spring is, by definition,...

Wind blusters and blows, speaking to all it passes Leaves drop as if of liquid, coating, covering, hiding the ground. Children running,...

Here they come, long lines colliding then merging Young, old, strollers, walkers, wheel chairs Eyes wide, gawking, oohing, laughing....

Now you’re gone Do you want to still be here? It was your life – how did you live it? You were an eldest daughter Did you resent it? Did...

Tell me your story and I’ll tell you mine. Show me your truth and perhaps it will be mine. Can we communicate? Will we touch? How strange...

A YEAR Twigs Swell Air Warms Insects Sing Flowers Bloom Clouds Drip Birds Nest Fruit Forms Lightening Arcs Frogs Mate Farmers Harvest...

Words, created from thoughts Words, merging into sentences Words, piling one atop the next Words, trying to convey meaning Words, without...

Snow is here, big glistening flakes. The ground is white, smooth and peaceful. No sun, but a world that’s shining bright. I take this...

The sky all shades of white and gray Not a hint of Blue in sight The air, heavy with water Won’t someone wring it out? A dull day –...

Walk together or alone Your dice, your choice, your life Problem solved, problem created Life moves along The sun shines, the water pours...

Louder, Brighter Higher, Faster Newer, Better Never Static, Never Plain Best, Newest Fastest, Highest Brightest, Loudest More is never...

They’re gone, but still inside me Soothing, praising, supporting my efforts. Listening to my anger while defusing it. I look at their...

Walk together or alone Your dice, your choice, your song Problem flown, pain created Life moves along The sun shines, rain drops Birds...

Friday was my Bad News, Good News day. Nothing was neutral; it was all bad and good simultaneously. Started the day by watching the Today...

I’m sitting at my computer sending an email to a friend. The new Walela CD is playing; it is snowing lightly outside my window. My mind...

“Mrs. Warren, the doctor won’t see you until you tell me what’s wrong. Come on now, just tell me why you need to see him.” Betty realizes...

Finally, the day has come when I can resume my walks. After what feels like years, I walk along the Charles River, I wish that you could...