Tag Archives: being present

Not There

 I live on two levels: here, which is a pretty nice place to be, and there, which is a thick morass of sadness and remorse about things in the past, strewn with jagged rocks of worry about what’s to come. … Continue reading

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Here and Now

I’ve been sharing posts about our travels, drawing upon the notes I scribbled into my journal, and little by little, I’ll get through the trip. But on this bright October morning I want to write a few words about here … Continue reading

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Risking Delight

Last night I went to sleep all on my own, without taking even a flake of Ambien, which lately has come to feel like an accomplishment, and my head rewarded me with a series of weird vivid dreams. In one … Continue reading

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Quite Possibly What It’s All About

I told you I experienced a few truly wonderful moments in the course of my travels, and in today’s post I will elaborate on two more of them. One took place at a lunchtime gathering at my cousin Luisa’s house in … Continue reading

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