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An Open Reply to A Disillusioned Friend
An Open Reply to A Disillusioned Friend
CommentarycynthiaJune 23, 2017commentary, finding hope, politics, survivalComment
Intimates
Intimates
MemoircynthiaJune 22, 20171950s, childhood, childhood memories, department stores, lingerie, Macy's, NostalgiaComment
Don't Feed Into the Cynicism
Don't Feed Into the Cynicism
UncategorizedcynthiaJune 21, 2017Comment
Raving With The Ravens
Raving With The Ravens
Memoir, Nature, TravelcynthiaJune 19, 2017coping, Grace Paley, interviews, Living Stories Collective, nature, ravens, solace, walks, William StaffordComment
A Hope Exists
A Hope Exists
Commentary, Finding Hope, FriendscynthiaJune 12, 2017commentary, hope, Mark Haunfelner, peace, warComment
Gnomes and Ghosts and Other Things
Gnomes and Ghosts and Other Things
Family History, MemoircynthiaJune 6, 2017Airstream trailers, coping with loss, Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, family history, friends, friendship, gnomes, grief, Mary Oliver, memories, trunk of pain, William StaffordComment
Feeling Uprooted
Feeling Uprooted
Friends, Memoir, On WritingcynthiaMay 14, 2017memoir, writing, uprooted, Mother's Day, writing groupComment
Trying Times
Trying Times
Friends, MemoircynthiaMay 11, 2017loss, Eddie, my mother, Santa Ynez ValleyComment
Spencer from Sydney
Spencer from Sydney
MemoircynthiaMay 1, 20171970s, brooklyn, Chicago, Flatbush Avenue, growing up, memories, travel Comments
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Lines and reflections Fog at play. A hike with friends...foolproof remedy for the blues. We’re fortified now. A storied old house: “Outdoors the wind./Indoors the locked heart and the lost key.” (Louis Macniece) We ran into a skeleton, a miniature mule, and Milly today. I’m obsessed. Can you blame me?! Looking out towards Gaviota Peak the fog considers a comeback Ranch roads on this late summer morning... red vein veterinary lesson best kind of welcome Well, THIS was unexpected. And this is how we are getting to know the infinitely fascinating and oh-so-faraway Felix...sigh. When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand still and look around On all the hills I haven't hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. I thrust my hoe in th In a dark time the eye begins to see (Roethke) a walk adorned by swirls of fog The shy return of clouds.
“Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”
— Mary Oliver
 

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