Totally Wigged Out!

Totally Wigged Out!

So they tell me I’m going to lose my hair. It’s the least of my worries about chemo – ¬†considering I could also lose my hearing, my digestive health and my sense of touch… But, as I get closer to that possibility, I’m really cherishing my...
Rise Up! And go…  to the parade?

Rise Up! And go… to the parade?

Suzan wrote: “Rise up…” And I did, today. What you must know about Suzan is that she is some kind of a shaman. The kind that make you hear the deaf speak and taste the sunrise. That kind of shaman. She was right. From the covers, and hats, buckets,...
CHEMO ROUND #1: BAD DAY

CHEMO ROUND #1: BAD DAY

So today it is Chemo Round #2, Day 4. I wrote this post last round, but it sums up the last 2 days – except this time it was a struggle to hold down a teaspoon of water and the sun is shinning on melting snow. Here ’tis… Genanne said to me,...
Hold only what is yours to hold

Hold only what is yours to hold

A friend shared with me a Zen quote: “Do only what needs to be done – and nothing more.” I thought – why? Why should I only do the minimum when I could do soooo much more…? Well, that’s another story, another post. But 4 months ago...
CRAP! No one told the birds!

CRAP! No one told the birds!

The other morning I woke to a faintly familiar sound. A strange chirping that reminded me of something deep in the recesses of my memory. What could it be? A call from another time. A time before the Polar Vortex. Wait a minute….! It couldn’t! BIRDS?!¬†It...