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We All Know That Something Is Eternal
We All Know That Something Is Eternal
Finding Hope, Memoir, CommentaryCyn CarboneNovember 9, 20261960s Long Island, adolescence, memoir, Robert Kennedy, JFK, New York, the Beatles, Our Town, Thornton WilderComment
Morning Prayer
Morning Prayer
Memoir, Finding HopeCyn CarboneNovember 1, 2026prayer, hopeComment
October
October
Finding Hope, MemoirCyn CarboneOctober 26, 2026October, memories, commentary, finding hopeComment
Finding My Wings
Finding My Wings
Memoir, Finding HopeCyn CarboneOctober 19, 2026surgery recovery, Mariachi, MAS, John O'Donohue, Reinhold Niebuhr, finding hope, commentary, musicComment
Slides
Slides
Memoir, Friends, Finding HopeCyn CarboneOctober 9, 2026surgery, recovery, memoir, slide shows, friendship, healing, kindnessComment
Hipster
Hipster
MemoirCyn CarboneOctober 4, 2026Surgery, Patience, Hip replacementComment
Askew. Ajar. Astonished.
Askew. Ajar. Astonished.
Cyn CarboneSeptember 20, 2026
Alarmed
Alarmed
Finding Hope, Memoir, FriendsCyn CarboneSeptember 11, 2026alarms, worry, Santa Barbara, Gloria Steinem, Wendell Berry, advice, encouragement, joyComment
I Remember
I Remember
Memoir, FriendsCyn CarboneSeptember 7, 2026Utah, memories, being young, road trips, Lone Pine, Patricia Lockwood, Maria Popova, Jane Hirshfield
Older
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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