No Words

I often see the following added on one or so Face Book posts now and again…  “No Words.”  And, each time I’ve seen it, I’ve wonder, “If you had no words, why are you telling us you have none?  Just say nothing at all.”  Then one day I found myself posting the same thing… I read a column that was shared by a friend and what did I say?  “No words.”  And, as I hit Enter, it occurred to me that I had just said the thing I thought was unthinkable.  Why did I do that?

Why indeed.  Did I need to make a statement in spite of myself?  Was I feeling needy in some nondescript way?  Did I just want to type something (I am a pianist… Maybe that was it!).  I couldn’t understand myself.  Often, I think we all say things, when  saying nothing is really more appropriate. And then, a remark grabs us by our heart or just pushes our buttons.

I had that happen recently and what I’ve usually done is to say nothing, or try to find a positive spin.  And when that No Words moment came yet again, the spin I chose was good for others […]

By |February 17th, 2016|0 Comments

More Than an Expression

Keep it clean.  As a child, that meant I was approaching potty mouth and my mother would go for the soap.  (Needless to say, I cleaned it up… Who wants to eat soap?)  As an adult, I’ve learned that the meanings to “keep it clean” are endless, because there is always a plethora that has to be cleaned!  Clean up the house. Clean the children (on multiple fronts, mind you).  Plus, somewhere in there I have to make sure I get cleaned up…  Hair, body, face, and all!   Now, because I’ve tried to be responsible,  add volunteer organizations, office and clean-up favors of all sorts for friends.   Clean, clean clean… But I digress.

No matter what needs to be cleaned, one thing remains true for this writer:  To  clean means that, first, a bigger mess than the one in existence will come to pass before the task is done.  Crazy?  Far from it.  In the middle of that procedural mess is order.

Picture cleaning the kitchen cupboards.  Say that I have removed everything…  So cups, plates, bowls etc, are removed from their home and placed temporarily all over the kitchen counter.  There is now, no room anywhere for anything on […]

By |August 21st, 2015|0 Comments

Saddle Up

A rewind moment… Ostensibly a kid, and I’m about to take that long walk to the piano, not my piano but the one in the little concert hall where a recital is being held. Every year I’d go through the same thing, sitting there in an inner sweat, rehearsing my piece in my head, dressed to the nines in my best dress and my T-strap shoes. I’d be almost the last to play or the last, sitting there… Learning how to wait under stressful situations. And then my name would be called, I’d walk to the piano listening to the click of those fancy leather shoes in that hall…. I’d sit down in front of the keys, poise myself, breathe in quietly, and I’d play. It would be a blur of tone as my fingers traveled the keys… Each year a longer more complicated and elegant piece of music. I’d play it the way I rehearsed it with notes, tempo, dynamics all exactly the way it went on my mother’s piano at home for weeks on end. At last it would be over, the guests would applaud politely and I’d return to my seat and think, “Done for another year!”

I […]

By |June 25th, 2015|0 Comments

The Clear Picture

Yesterday was a very uncomfortable day for me. One of those days that one hates to answer the phone because things are already not good and yes, here’s another person just raining on the already horrible day. When the sun finally set and I sat watching the clouds change color in the sky, I thought back on just how many really bad days I’d ever had in my life.

Death always ruins the day. I recall when my brother died, then my grandmothers, my father and most recently my mother… All days that seem to last a year before the stars were visible. I’m sure you can relate. Then less dramatic, but painful, was the day a person I thought was my friend who lashed out at me, for reasons unknown to me (surely a misunderstanding) in a very public place. Another bad day was the one years ago on which I heard how ill I was, and that it would be a long journey back to good health… Then the long journey… Not much fun. All long dark days.

Why do we have to travel through these uncomfortable periods? Why can’t we just sail through life like the people who live down […]

By |June 2nd, 2015|0 Comments

In Limbo

It’s a cool comfortable evening as she went to the computer at the end of long and busy day. The woman opened up her Facebook account and there she began to read various clips from this website and that news cast. About five items down there was a personal post about a friend who was in her last hours of life; and would those seeing this who knew this person, please say a blessing or pray for her. The post had been made by a family member who was probably present and helping the dying person go home… This is what our intrepid reader told herself. And our reader stopped in time to pray for the dying friend, all the visions of her friend from childhood come flooding back. She saw them playing together in the park, she heard the laughter of teens… And now, she felt the reality of it all. Someone good was leaving this life.

In Limbo. Death of a loved one can place us there, loss of work can place us there, an unexpected fight which separates us from one another can also place us in limbo.

Limbo. It’s a […]

By |April 18th, 2015|1 Comment

Two of a Kind

Many people eat two eggs for breakfast with two pieces of toast. Almost everyone has two feet, two hands, and two eyes and ears. Some garages have two cars in them, while some houses have two bedrooms or two bathrooms. Two. A pair. And then we can add to that looking in the mirror and seeing another person just like us… Not real of course because it is a reflection of ourselves. But ears and ears match, don’t they? They look the same, right to left or left to right? And there are persons who are that way as well, We call them identical twins. They are a pair who look just the same.

In my lifetime I’ve known a few sets of twins. My uncle is a twin. I have a close friend who married a twin. And I went to school with a couple sets of twins.

Fourth grade, I’m the new kid in the class (again) and this time I had to learn not only all those new names, I needed to learn how to tell two little girls apart that, for […]

By |March 5th, 2015|0 Comments

Dry Land

I just recently turned a corner, recovering from a terrible bout with illness. Headache, throwing up, lots of coughing, aching all over, no sleep… Pretty much everything I didn’t want or need. The worst thing, though, was that I knew I had so much I wanted to give, and I couldn’t do a thing but lie there and be sick as a dog.

Giving has always been a forte in my family… Give to the neighbors, give to family, give to strangers, give to animals, give to plants. Give and give some more. My grandmothers both thought that giving was the healthiest thing humans could do. I always believed that. Yet, here I was unable to give a thing. It was then that something I’d told my husband (way back when we were just kids in college) occurred to me : If everyone gave, then who would receive? Someone has to be willing to receive… And then, you can give again… give thanks. The trouble is, some people don’t know how to receive, and many have forgotten how to say thank you.

There are two kinds of receivers… 1.) […]

By |December 11th, 2014|0 Comments

Excellent Moments

“Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power.” – Abraham Lincoln said that. And, nothing will test a person’s character more than the face of poverty during the holidays. Odd that I should say that, but making a decision about poverty has in itself a kind of power.

So here you are toddling down the road in your nice new car and you come upon a man huddled on the street with nothing, absolutely nothing but a sign that says, “Need food. Please give,” and he’s asking for anything… money, clothes, food… Whatever you can give him. You may even be hoping you’ll be able to just look straight ahead and not get caught by a red light next to his begging spot, but low and behold you do get caught! He’s right there and you’re right there! And, the following banter blows through your head in a matter of seconds… “What to do! Ignore? Roll down the window and give him food? No! Give him a ten spot or twenty? Yeah that… And a bottle of water!” […]

By |December 9th, 2014|0 Comments

Christmas Is…

Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.” – Norman Vincent Peale
I wonder if he’d still think that if Peale could see us today with our Black Fridays and Christmas specials at spas, all demanding we spend more, have more, be more. Hmmm… I have an advantage in that I remember when he was right.

Thanksgiving, which comes just before the Christmas Season, once was celebrated with no Christmas decor up and no raving sales to buy buy buy before it’s all gone. (And really, how is it possible for “stuff” to be all gone when manufacturers are simply going to make more of it? My father-in-law use to say there was always going to be a good buy. He’s right!) And, Children may have already been dreaming about what Santa Claus would bring them as they ate their turkey and stuffing; but they did not dream about a high priced techie item… It was a Red Rider BB Gun or a doll. If they dared to dream bigger, it was for maybe a musical instrument or a microscope… Something that actually meant […]

By |December 3rd, 2014|0 Comments

It Matters

Today I made a post on a site Quoting C.S.Lewis that went as follows:  “And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.”  (The Chronicles of Narnia, The Silver Star).  One person, and yes it was a man, came back saying basically that women are important but I (the male counterpart) figured into my own accomplishments and blah blah blah…  Really, I thought.  And I replied, “It’s not your day. Maybe tomorrow….”  And again he came back saying basically ‘yeah sure women do stuff, (and again came the “but”) but we guys do stuff blah blah blah… And I’m the hero of my life.’  

No one would deny that men have done many prolific and wonderful things!  No one!  The point here is not about good men, it’s about the goodness and greatness of the female sex.  Period. Now I ask you, is it unacceptable to speak well of a woman without a man in the middle of the glory?  Can we take a step out of Self and go to a new place?

Americans have long been a people who agree that men and women are like left foot-right foot, right hand and left hand…  We […]

By |June 23rd, 2014|0 Comments