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One of the many things that used to be ordinary (before Covid, that is) was going out on a Friday or Saturday night. Sixty years ago, it would have been on a date and would have been exciting, anticipatory. Then, over the next two decades, during my first marriage, it still would have felt specialContinue reading “Going Out on Friday Night”

Every family has secrets and mine is not an exception. My dad’s affair, my cousin’s adoption, with my mom sworn to secrecy — these are my family’s most prominent ones, in my immediate family, that is. However, during this week, celebrating Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., I am reminded of the secrets kept by theContinue reading “Family Secrets”

I began Part 1 with a brief reference to magnets and their fields and the frequent parallels to relationships between friends, either attracting or repelling. Coincidentally, I have recently read a book that has captured my attention more strongly that any other in recent years. Titled The Depth of Our Belonging, it was written byContinue reading “Magnets and Friends: Part 2 — Train Friends”

My next hearing is scheduled for Friday, my first in the Superior Court of Concord, NH, for deliberation of options in preparation for the full jury trial for my ‘crime’ of trespassing at the Bow Power Plant, the final coal-powered plant without a shutdown date in New England. I will be there as one ofContinue reading “My Allocution”

I have always been fascinated by magnets, whether shown on a world map, indicated by arrows pointing to the North Pole, a magnetic desk gadget holding paper clips, or two magnets, either attracting or repelling as their relative positions change. Recently, I have wondered whether there is a similar invisible mechanism governing friendship. As IContinue reading “Magnets and Friends: Part 1 — Goddesses”

In 1960, the New Yorker cost only twenty-five cents and a person could tour Europe for five dollars a day. Arthur Frommer published a guidebook promising that and I believed it. When I graduated from high school in 1964, I asked my parents as a graduation gift, to take me to Europe. My mom wasn’tContinue reading “First European Trip”

Today, 10/20/21, a Boston Globe essay by Anil Seth entitled “Reality is what you make of it”, included this: “how things seem is not necessarily how they are,” causing me to ruminate about my day yesterday and adjectives I might choose to describe it. Last week, my husband insisted that we take a day thisContinue reading “A Wonder-Filled Day”

Do you look at the world and think, what a mess we’re in? Do you ever think, but what can I do to help? The problems are so big and I’m only one person. True, but we each contribute to everything that happens in the world, one person at a time. Because there are soContinue reading “What Can You Do?”

We each have our own opinions about psychic phenomena: whether it exists at all and, if so, in what forms. This is my story, believe it or not. When I was a teenager, my father sometimes took me to services at a Christian Science church, where individuals spoke out of trance and addressed others aboutContinue reading “Being Psychic”

Our language has many terms familiar to all of us for specific small parts of the body, such as knee, elbow, shin, nostril, thumb, palm, and more; however, there is no such term for the back of the hand. I’ll come back to that later. I just spent two fun days in New York CityContinue reading “The Back of Her Hand”