Category Archives: REALITY

The symbol of freedom, the eagle. The symbol of wisdom, the owl. Man’s need for symbols, for pulling from nature that which is just what it is and creating for it a crown it must bear, when all it wanted … Continue reading →

Good day today, interacting with others.  A young friend, wise beyond her years, visits and we spend time discussing the ways of human nature.  But how can I assure her of anything, of any of the worth and knowledge that … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Today I looked a lawyer straight in the eye as she sat across the bargaining table and I pointed out that no, we did not HAVE to grant a 6% discount on the sale of my dad’s house.  She said … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Reason over feeling.  The knowledge of the need for rest above the rest itself.  Slipping in and sliding into spooning.  My breathing takes on the rhythm of his own.  An image seen in a documentary of two heart cells beating … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I desperately need a chocolate cake.  Or a peaceful night’s sleep.  One I can make happen; the other, out of reach. Continue reading →

I don’t think I have ever been more grateful to every English teacher from first grade through college, for every book from Goldilocks to Aristotle (ass-backwards timewise, I know; maybe something can be learned here), from Penmanship to Creative Writing, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I don’t think I’ve ever seen the moon set before; a great pink-orange ball settle into the black branches of the trees beyond the field next door.  Amazing. Earlier in the morning in the moon’s full light, a fox follows … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Every day I seek him in the sky, outlined on the branch that is his own.  Today, finally I see the eagle, a hood of white above the wide black span of outstretched wing.  He circles over the brook, his … Continue reading → Continue reading →

This disgusts me:  In the Treatment of Diabetes, Success Often Does Not Pay "But seven years later, even as the number of New Yorkers with Type 2 diabetes has nearly doubled, three of the four centers, including Beth Israel’s, have … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It’s snowing again. Probate Court again.  Snowplowed in with balls of ice and incompetence of lawyers.  Hibernate.  Quickly find a cave and hibernate before it is too late. Continue reading →

"Do you have a pill-cutter," the man asks.  His dark eyes are sad, hopelessness hidden within the fierce determination of his stare. "Yes," she says, and finds it, the red one that her father used to use to multiply her … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Never made them; not as a point of fact dependent on a calendar at least.  I am weak beneath my strength, tumors grow and punch the armor leaving bumps and boils that in my ignorance I feel invisible. Dragging into … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Nice safe topic:  It’s snowing.  Looks to be  eight to ten inches–which doubles already the forecast.  I have to go to the dentist’s at 2:00 p.m.  If I’m plowed out, if he is open, if I feel like walking the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Cold grey first of January sky, night’s fresh snow already muddied to a sandy brown, belies the promise born of only hope refashioned from despair; that lives and turns of luck are cyclic to rotation of the earth.  That challenges … Continue reading → Continue reading →