The Black and the White

How do we talk to each other? I listened to someone narrating a story of how he told off a company that just wouldn’t listen. The language Paul used in his narration spoke to me of deep seated anger. I understand anger. I have lived much of my life in a state of anger until I resolved the issues causing my anger – and so much of that was related to the stories I told myself about my relationship to the world.

Getting Involved?

I’ve had occasion to sincerely consider where I want to spend time. I’m not talking about the daily necessities of life, which must be met. Rather I am talking about all the Will 0′ the Wisps that capture my attention and I give my email address thinking, “I will follow this one.” I’ve spent aContinue reading “Getting Involved?”

Building Projects

Two weekends ago, I pulled up a very old rug in my bedroom. Underneath was nothing but powder left from the foam insulation pad. Then this past weekend, I put down my first laminate floor. I’ve always been a DIYer -or technically speaking, would that be DIMer, since I’m writing in the first person? Either way, Do-It-Yourself-er or Do-It-Myself-er, it is satisfying to have something

An Excess of Inconsideration

I took my husband up to the cardiology clinic he goes to in Albany, NY yesterday for a simple “yes or no” for a procedure he needs on another part of his anatomy. After the usual amount of time waiting for the medical professionals to get around to coming into see us had already passed, I am left wondering, “Should I bill the doctor?”