Category: Musings
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Indigo Child
I got here just as the world was shifting inter-dimensionally & surfed in on that new wave. I am called an Indigo Child. Except that I have renounced the child on occasions, I did a good job staying in touch with my core reality. In the World of Exactly Today, I am a changer & […]
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Minyan
We’re lucky to realize & recognize the reality now presenting itself for inspection. It is being made to look uninviting but inevitable. The reality is that we are already past that doorway – what seems like such a transition is actually being done from 20-20 Hindsight. For me to renew, or perhaps obtain, compassion & […]
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Schwinn Twin
I’ve always been the bent spoke in the wheel at that violent angle proving vicious to lower limbs, Perhaps this is why I kept distance from others. I guard my independence fiercely; it has a presence others may find bristling. But nothing is as it once was as I soften. Trouble is, I’ve already driven […]
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Dear Time,
I’ve been trying to catch up to you for a longish stretch now. You got away from me a bit ago – what happened there? Was it in Nashville where we shared so many deadlines; where you became a steeplechase run at full gallop, full of fences & water hazards but where you mainly surfaced […]
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Writing Life
In the photo above, I am reassured of my worth…I wonder that I ever doubted it. This “now” is one where facts are proven not to be, where wishes lack the power of story, where no information can be trusted. The separation is so powerful, we doubt we exist at times, let alone that others […]
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SEA CHANGE
(The wave, the wave, the second wave is coming.) This may be a pointy thing to take in, but I’ve had eleventy-seven sea changes & headed well over too many waves to number. Occasionally I dove through; at times I dog-paddled up & over; sometimes I jumped straight up & held my nose in case […]
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A Hall of Mirrors
Recently, I compared my life to having lived in a hall of mirrors. There were mirrors that reflected me in beauty, shining. There were mirrors that reflected me as shriveled, dulled. Then it occurred to me they were the same mirrors. I meanwhile found a greeting card of a woman looking like an “air […]
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Company’s Not Coming
As usual, writing is my lone companion, the golf towel to absorb my tears, the faraway smile fading into Cheshire darkness. I hate to admit weakness. I am emotionally stronger than the average, so it is a distant place to find where I can let myself be this weak. I seldom ask, mostly as I […]
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Dear World of Carol Borsello
Thank you for being here, for continuing to turn in your inimitable & loving way, The stars shine, imperious & grand. No dogs bark tonight, the breeze is still. Turtleback waits on the moon to reappear so impossibly high above him. All is mysterious night after the unbelievably energetic day. The plants are happy to […]
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Sick
I’m coming to the end of so many things: activities, ideas, belongings…One by one these fall away; relationships, favorite sweatshirts subjected to too many adventures with dryers, foods that once hit the spot. So much has already ended: there is so much more to go. Relationships fall away; others come forward to fit into place. […]
Riding the Light 