The jury within is relentless I had a peaceful Thankgiving, and then a dream brought me back to the old, unresolved, relentless ongoing court case and battle in my head. Aging seems to bring these old cases up more dramatically and repeatedly and harshly. Short-term memory may not be so…

Entering the early wintertime of my years Much has been written about the seasons of our lives. We compare our lives to the seasons of the year. Spring, summer, autumn and winter. I feel this comparison and metaphor more deeply as the years go by. …

Learning to trust the wisdom of our bodies, finally My body is wiser than I have often given her credit for. She knows when something is wrong. I am learning to not only listen, but to advocate and fight for her. I recently had some symptoms of something that I…

I now have an attorney that can speak to the jury within — I have written about the internal jury in my head before, about those who are not welcome or invited. This is still true, the interviewing of jurors who show up who were not sent notices of jury duty. I now also realize, and this realization seems to have come with…

Learning to believe in yourself and who you are Do you remember the fairy tale of Goldilocks and the Three Bears? She would try out various items in the house of the bears, and would get to the one that was just right! Not too much, not too little. …

The importance of boundaries to feel safe in your own skin, body, and life I have not felt safe for the past several days. There are some good reasons for this, as what used to be a very quiet, safe neighborhood is not feeling as safe anymore. My lovely young…

Talking lovingly to my orchid plant as it drops its flowers — I can relate I have an orchid that someone dear to me gave me as a gift about 4 months ago. The very fact that it has maintained its flowers since then is a miracle in and of…

Sometimes you just have to feel the fear and let it wash over you I wrote yesterday about keeping a sense of humor about my current situation of having had asbestos exposure in my home, writing about how it takes time for asbestos to get you, how something else may…

Bullets of mortality coming toward us increase as we age, until the one with our name on it arrives — I laughingly tell my friends that we keep dodging bullets as we age until the one with our name on it comes for us. That’s what it feels like to me. Whenever our time to go and whatever the way we go is (the bullet with our name on it)…