A week after my recent hip replacement, the home-health physical therapist graduated me from a walker to a cane. Days later, I walked unassisted. I passed the PT’s required checklist early, so he discharged me sooner than expected. He shook my hand and said, “Wow!” Three weeks after surgery, the doctor studied my x-rays and… Continue Reading
Years ago, seeking help, I called Jack, an Episcopal minister. Because Jack was also a Zen priest, I hoped his serenity might calm my condition: what Buddhist’s call the chattering “drunken monkey mind.” I had tossed and turned too many nights, ideas jumping around in my brain like screeching monkeys swinging from branch to branch.… Continue Reading
….we have friends to make and so many things to learn … –from ”The Little Prince” My… Continue Reading
Lately I’ve been thinking about gossip or secrets or knowing something I’m not supposed to know and I’m dying to share. Something that is not mine, not mine at all, and feeling that rush in my stomach as soon as I open my mouth to tell some else’s story. Maybe the word is gossipsecret. Or secretgossip.… Continue Reading
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