03/26/2026

"I have been many women in my

lifetime. I have been the protector 

and the provider. I have been the 

lover and the fighter, but the woman 

I value most, will always be the 

survivor." ~S.L. Heaton

Times, I'm The Three Faces of Eve; 

make no mistake!

Obviously, we have all served many

roles in our lives; the kid, student, 

spouse, parent, wage-earner, grand-

parent, and finally, the elderly . . .

facing exit time.

'Tis as it 'twas meant to be. Still, 

rather wish I had more time to play

more roles. Seems it's only been a

few moments I've been a Crone. 

I'm sooooo not ready to go yet!

And like Ms. Heaton, I do honor 

the survivor in me. The stranger in

a foreign land, the misunderstood,

the eccentric, those fears we do not

like to talk about . . . all survivors.

Actually though, if I be granted 

a tad more time, I'd willingly pay 

the price by remaining a survivor.

Survive that 4:30 a.m. ice cream,

umpteen years wearing only black,

reading a book a day; who needs

sleep anyway?! 

Yep! Survivor I am . . . and would

not have changed a thing, even 

were I able!

03/25/2004

"I've hears so much malarkey

from so many nincompoops

that I have become totally

discombobulated." Zen to Zany

I do like plain language, straight

talk and "get to the point already"!

Still, as a Lang Arts teacher, I

find myself missing beautiful

words and stunning descriptions.

You know, anyone can say, 

"That's nice." But, what about; 

phenomenal, incredible, fantastic, 

glorious, to die for? There's naught 

complicated about any of these 

descriptors . . . simply wondrous 

words.

"I love you" is sweet. We hear it

all the time. Still, seems to me, 

"I sooooo fucking adore you!" 

is a tad more delightful "Get your

glorious ass over here and give me

a kiss!" is yet another I quite like.

Good or sumptuous? Pretty or

stunning? Nice or phenomenal?

Sweet or touching? Love or adore?

Not even particularly special 

verbiage, but it's ever so lovely 

to sweeten the pot with some 

delectable vocab!

I bid you adieu; pray, do not tarry 

as I must lay eyes on you again 

soon. Your presence enhances mine 

and my soul blesses you for it . . .

03/24/2024

Not sure if it's because my

guy showed me a segment 

honoring Rosa Parks, or the

most gorgeous full moon

ever or the nightmare I had

last night, but I seem to keep

tearing up.

I find I want to say something

and my voice is thick with

unshed emotion. 

What the hey?! Most nights, 

I dream of my own dead . . .

dad, mom, bro, friends. The

veil feels thin. Can't help but

wonder why?! Rather feels

as if I were on my way to join

the party.

Guess Mr. Life isn't required

to explain himself! My job is

to choose to live it or just exist.

So hoping I'll always choose 

life rather than to just sit in my

easy chair and watch life go by.

Sooooo in thinking about it,

Rosa Parks is my shero. The

moon is the love of my life.

And if the price I have to pay

for them is nightmares, so be it!

That's why God invented tears,

right?!

03/23/2024

Feels a bit like a bowing out,

if you know what I mean, or

whatever . . .

Can barely cope right now,

for any kind of reason. Might

be winter, might be the dark,

and/or the two together. SAD?

So, I'm ducking out . . . going

back to yesteryear. Isn't that

what books and movies are

for anyway?!

Rather wish I'd learned to treat

my winter depression/anxiety

with Merlin books and movies

a long time ago! Oh well, I

suppose it's never too late!

Gotta go . . . Merlin awaits . . .

03/22/2024

Been in another world of late . . .

watching Merlin. Wow!

''Twas one of my glorious 

husbands that turned me 

onto this amazing world of

magick. For whatever reason, 

I had never read, nor watched. 

I truly came to love it!

I like the attention to detail, the

veracity of the era, the caution

of lingo. Wow! Just WOW!!!

Created back in the day, 12th

century British pseudo-history,

'tis something we have enjoyed

forever and ever!

Not sure if it's the child within

or that Lang Arts teacher of

yesteryear that just loves tales

told out of school . . . but there

will never, ever be anything 

that can compare to the epics 

of yesteryear!

I bow to the imagination of the

epics. Thank the gods for one 

of the greatest gifts ever . . .

03/21/2024

"I believe in kindness, also 

in mischief." ~Mary Oliver

Words to live by, make no

mistake. I have sinned on the 

side of being way too serious.

No, that's not quite right. I've

had plenty of laughs and loads

of fun in my life. It's just that

my nature leans towards the

ultra serious.

The kind of mischief I enjoy

getting into has something to

do with spending time with

my girlfriends. We can do that

whole, "eat, drink and be merry"

thing even better than the guys!

Now that I think about it, might

have to do with that whole Libra

thing . . . serious on one side and

mischief on the other!

Let's remember that how we treat

people has to do with a reflection

of oneself, not others!

Kindness . . . every time, all

the time, no exceptions . . .

never, ever! 

 - - -

Mary Oliver, beloved poet and

bard of the natural world, died

on January 17, 2019 at home in

Hobe Sound, Fla. She was 83.

03/20/2024

"There are thousands of worlds

in all of us. Gorgeous, terrible,

wild, contradictory, imaginative

fascinating worlds. To know 

someone deeply is to know a

universe contained in skin."

~Victoria Erickson

One of the things I enjoy about

knowing a friend throughout a

lifetime of changes, is that whole

getting to know their universe,

as it were. And I would admit, 

it's been quite interesting seeing 

my own changes.

So it comes to me, maybe we

should talk to our children about

this in their growing up years.

They might find it intriguing. 

Kids have such fine imaginations.

I think they might get a kick out

of knowing what they were going 

to experience throughout their

lifetimes.

There garnered me a couple of

additional thoughts. Might even

be fun for us to take a look-see

at the different lives we ourselves

have led.

And, a good thing to whisper 

to our children . . . 

"You can choose and create just

whoever you wish to be . . .

Go for it!"

03/19/2024

"Doing nothing is very hard 

to do . . . you never know when 

you're finished." ~Leslie Nielsen

Rather thought that retirement

might look something like this.

I dreamed of doing nothing for

a while! But first, I cared for my

mom for three and a half years.

Then, I spent months moving in

my tiny, tiny log cabin. You can't

even begin to imagine what it's

like to get rid of sixty some years

of possessions.

Being one of those learned later

types, rather wish I'd traveled

more and collected less.

Sooooo here we are, 'bout six

years now, still haven't learned

the doing nothing lesson.

Still, I'm starting by staying abed,

watching fave movies, eating ice

cream and being as naughty as I

possibly can . . .

03/18/2024

I find myself wowed beyond the

pale!

Our friend and neighbor, along

with his little girl, came slowly

up the walk, digging into nigh

onto four feet of snow every

step of the way!

They came carrying a sweet 

bag of treats. Might be because 

I bitch about winter until we're

all nauseated. But bottom line,

they came . . .

My guy received the package

so they wouldn't have to try 

and come up any further. He

was happy to bring it up to me,

thought it might just help with

my winter sorrows.

I'll confess, I let out a little

scream when I looked into the

bag.

There was a sweet plant right

on top. Then milk and eggs.

For fun, candy and cookies

along with strawberries and . . .

. . . a thank you note from our

little gal. Are you kidding me?

The thank you note should have

been from me to her!

You know, we tend to forget

there are people in the world

such as this family. I count

myself ever so lucky to have

phenomenal friends. Each

different, with their own gifts

and that is as it should be.

Still, this particular event in 

my life brought tears and joy

along with a reminder . . .

There are still phenomenal 

people in this world and I may

be the luckiest friend ever!!!

03/17/2024 - Dr. Martin G. Lockley

Today on his 74th birthday, we  

bid adieu to Dr. Martin G. Lockley;

father, friend, spouse, erudite . . .

I will ever remember him with his 

quixotic grin, enigmatic statements,

his incredible need to educate. What 

a fab combo . . .

One and all will be remembering

Martin for his prowess as a scientist.

Number one authority in the world

on dinosaur footprints, author of nigh

onto 40 scientific books translated 

into18 plus languages, hundreds of 

professional papers . . .

But, I shall remember him as an

intriguing helpmate, a teller of tales

out of school, amazing correspondent,

a fine friend . . .

Marty, I so hope you're off somewhere

celebrating your b-day with live dinos

and raising a warm Guinness to that

sweet grin of yours . . .

You are ever and always missed and

well loved . . .

04/16/2024

So enjoy Sacred Water prep. 

On both New Moon and Full

Moon, just after sunset, I like

to place a couple of gallons of

well water under the open sky.

Then, just before daybreak, I

harvest the water, attach the

date and type. I use Full Moon

Water as celebratory drinks

for things overcome and New

Moon Water for those I'm

working on.

Rain water is harder to collect,

but can be done at any time it's

raining. I find that several large 

open bowls allows me to gather

a cup or two. I use it sparingly.

I call it, Tears from Heaven, and

have a shot when I'm really down.

Feels like the celestials are crying

with me.

I do the same with Storm Water

for when I'm unduly angry and

can barely cope due to such

sentiment.

Snow Water is one of my absolute

faves. I only collect snow when it

is over three feet deep. My sense is

that less snow may be quite soiled

as its job is to clean the atmosphere.

I scoop the upper level of snow into

every pot and pan I own. Tupperware

bowls as well. The following morn,

the snow will have melted. I house it

in jars and label it by name and date.

I like to drink Snow Water when my

soul feels frozen with pain. Whilst I'm

having a few sips, I ponder, and/or

meditate and try to suss out what is

bothering me.

Sun Water is placed outside in the

rising morn and allowed to bask in

all the glory until just before sunset.

I enjoy the odd glass when I am

overwhelmed with SAD during the

winter.

Give it a think and perhaps you'll

prep a bit of Snow Water for yourself

today . . .

03/15/2024

Oh my God; 'tis beyond belief!

We awoke to just over four feet 

of snow this early morn. Most 

enchanting . . .

I find I'm looking forward to 

watching the evaporation of 

this immense snow. 

Will it stay a while? Last? I

can envision the basement full

of water, the paths a muddy.

Danger awaits.

I pray we will all benefit from

the moisture without coming 

to harm.

May we don extra care . . .

03/14/2023

Confession time . . .

I hate cold! I loathe snow!!

I abhor winter!!!

Now that I've confessed, do I

feel better? Cleansed somehow?

Not bloody likely!

The funny part of this is, when

waking up to over two feet of

snow, those usual emotions are

somehow lost under wows . . .

Wow! WOW!! W O W !!!

Did our errands yesterday. The

trash man, recycle lady, mailman

all came. Sooooo not leaving my

bed 'cept for maybe a marg refill.

Here's to you!! Stay home; stay

abed; be safe; enjoy!