Author Archives: Mema
Recently, while riding the bus, a song came on the driver’s mini-radio. It was Bob Dylan’s “A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall”. Feeling particularly sad that down from a set of circumstances beyond my control, the song matched my mood. I … Continue reading
I suppose I should say that everyone should aspire to these goals and elevate to become aware of what drives them. But I don’t think like regular people. I prefer a less-travelled route, one with less declarations and more value. … Continue reading
I’ve been refraining from writing in my blog lest I present myself as enamored with personal Tales of Woe. This blog should be a happy place, my safety zone, a place of Joy and Peace and Healing. When I started … Continue reading
The hardest thing to do is to be still and observe, given our limited concept of time. How does one go in the in-between places, stay there and be truly quiet? How do you get comfortable with yourself in a … Continue reading
I’ll admit that this last Presidential election irritated me. On Election night, I panicked and all of my fears during the primary were confirmed: Donald Trump had “won”. I’ll also admit that all of my hopes and dreams about this … Continue reading
When the rudder is damaged and it feels as though you’re lost at sea, consider this: You still have the oars.