Here’s the wisdom of a child: For days, my four-year-old grandsons Walker and Taylor talked about their planned play-date at their pals Max and Sam’s. The pool. Popsicles. The cool ride-on trucks. They had stuffed their backpacks with swim suits and towels, sneaked in animal crackers to share. Then Max and Sam’s mom called to… Continue Reading
If I write one more book, it will highlight grandmothering. Maybe I’d call it “Being Susu: Grand Kids as Spiritual Gurus.” It would please any reader who counts on sacred teachings, with chapter titles like Gratitude. Faith. Hope. Compassion. Presence. Open-Heartedness. Acceptance. Community. Imagine grandkids as gurus. I had always wanted one special mentor whose… Continue Reading
In LES MISERABLES, Jean Valjean sings these words just before he reveals himself to his stalker, Javert: My soul belongs to God, I know I made that bargain long ago He gave me hope when hope was gone He gave me strength to journey on Who am I? Who am I? What a great question.… Continue Reading
Because he was a boy, we bought Zac toy trucks. But then he stole his sister’s Barbie. He liked changing her shoes and “Decowating Baaabie”. Wanting to teach the best way of life, we talked to Zac about not taking other people’s possessions. He begged, “Well, then, can I have my own doll?” He was two years… Continue Reading
As my birthday neared, I relapsed into, “I look way too old.”. Lured into the “wrinkle-free” aisles, I sampled twelve Age-Defying Lifting Face Creams. Spiritual teacher Ram Dass wrote: “I remembered this ad for Porcelana hand cream which said, ‘They call these aging spots. I call them ugly.’ Another way to look at it is, ‘They call… Continue Reading
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