What does it mean
to love yourself –
other than the herky-jerky
I’m okay; I am okay; I am okay?
What does it mean
to be compassionate with yourself
other than accepting the lust for
more chocolate, more wine, and even the occasional secret
cigarette?
My Hallowe’en Costume I am the stranger-lady answering the door with a blur of chocolate at the corner of my smile. My purple bowl holds the tokens you call out for.
I am the stranger-lady answering the door and I demand your identities: Spiderman, Supergirl, a nerd, a cop, a princess, an angel, Harry Potter, and Snape, a hockey player, a football player, and names I don’t quite hear or recognize as you quickly mumble, hands reaching.
I am the stranger-lady answering the door Passing on the instructions of murmurations of old ladies: “What do you say to get the candy? What do you say when you get the candy? She was first; don’t push.” My mother’s voice alive in me, softened by my gramma’s smile.
Wednesday, September 9 come to the Oakville Town Square (Lakeshore and George Streets) to demonstrate your support for expediting Syrian Refugee claims in a timely manner.
If you would like to know the basics of Social Media, and some information about Skype, Facebook, LinkedIn, Twitter, and Instagram, so you can decide if you want to play in them, look at the slideshow below:
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,200 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 20 trips to carry that many people.