Author Archives: cyrein

I was arrested more than two years ago, thus have experienced multiple hearings, some in person, some online, depending on Covid conditions. This morning was one more, not mine, but for two friends, codefendants brought back to court for breaking bail conditions. I’m drawn to write as an basically good American citizen with a fairContinue reading “Another Hearing, Not Mine”

What am I talking about? I’m talking, all right, writing, about the various forms of electronic bombardment that most of us endure, enjoy, and/or utilize, the email, the texts, and the phone calls. Among all of it are a relatively small number of needed, useful communications. Most are advertisements, spam, useless, or, at best, simplyContinue reading “Electronic Decluttering”

One of my activities has been tap dancing. I’m not someone who took any classes at all as a child, not any kind of dance or musical instrument. I remember my parents offering periodically, but it seemed scary to me. For some reason, I more easily imagined myself failing, rather than succeeding. This was despiteContinue reading “Goodbye to Tap Dancing”

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”