Monthly Archives: August 2012

Best Teacher

The best teacher I’ve ever had (and I have been fortunate to have brilliant teachers along life’s paths) was my mother. Aggie left us for heaven the end of January this year, but the bond between us was READING. Aggie taught me to read at 2 1/2 and we kept reading together for 65 years! Her favorite author was Willa Cather, and I read “Death Comes For the Archbishop” at her request during her last month. One’s best teacher is the one who taught reading and the love of books! Thanks Mom

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Lurking in the Deep

Deep end of the ocean….

It is a dark and stormy night….as she walks carefully over the broken shells and rough sand she feels the foam curl around her ankles. Just a little more and she knows the shelf drops off into deeper water – water she can no longer stand up straight as she is now, waving her arms gently over the swells and skipping lightly. She ought not be out there at night. She knows that – yet there she is, taking chances with her very life. Musing about this something slinky slithers between her legs, knocking her off-balance.

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Deja Vu

If you step out of a car, walk off of a curb, stroll through a park, enter a building – you get the picture! You know (not think, believe or feel) but KNOW you have been there before but cannot find the source in this lifetime you are experiencing the ages-old sense of deja vu – having been there before…happens all the time, but most people just disregard this sense. Not I!  I have a little diary just ready to note these experiences – I have about 60 years’ worth now!

Something you might want to consider….

Deja vu of course! Is this a trick question?? Do you remember the first time you saw the Colosseum in Rome, and thought, “Wow, this is so familiar! I even know where the Gladiators Gate is!” deja vu…

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Vice, Be Gone

Chocolate, especially dark chocolate is necessary for my well-being and feelings of completion. Chocolate at night,

however, beckons some of the strangest dreams I’ve ever had! Not nightmarish, just weird. Last night I mistakenly ate chocolate before going to sleep; my dream: my BFF was living next door to me, but left in the dead of night after being foreclosed – house was used the next day for Julianna Marguiles’ wedding! Oh and Ben Affleck was on a scavenger hunt at the same venue! Did I mention strange, strange dreams?!?!?!

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however, beckons some of the strangest dreams I’ve ever had! Not nightmarish, just weird. Last night I mistakenly ate chocolate before going to sleep; my dream: my BFF was living next door to me, but left in the dead of night after being foreclosed – house was used the next day for Julianna Marguiles’ wedding! Oh and Ben Affleck was on a scavenger hunt at the same venue! Did I mention strange, strange dreams?!?!?!

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