Tag: Musings
The Orchid
Please forgive for the imprudence of this post, but lately all I see is women talking about their vulva- This tiny muscle and organ that brings pleasure, life and and a whole lot of uncomfortably every month during your fertile years! They are not discussing it at home or over coffee and a glass of … Continue reading The Orchid
Is there God on Facebook
Facebook is not a favorite social media for me. But sometimes I do surf it to see how the world see things and interact! Lately all I see is pray for this pray for that, and all kinds of God sayings! Nothing wrong with that! But… really, shouldn’t religion, spirituality be private? Does God really … Continue reading Is there God on Facebook
Lazy or Devious
Here I am sharing a home with my friend and her son, the boy is 16 and not in tune with what goes around him, totally oblivious of life. But the mother is a just as oblivious also! Her social time at home is calling me on her way home from work and talking about … Continue reading Lazy or Devious
Icarus
When I was younger, I used to think of the story of Icarus flying too close to the sun was silly. Who would make wings of feathers and wax? Why would he engage in such a fully only to fall to his demise when the wings melted? And then I stood at the edge of … Continue reading Icarus
Books
“Some like to believe it’s the book that chooses the person ~ Carlos Luis Zafon The saddest thing for me sometimes is when I’m feeling real down. I look around and realize that there’s no shoulder for me… That is when I turn to books! Books reveal a more powerful and passionate and Devine world … Continue reading Books
Balance
Life is all about balance. You don’t need to get stuff done. Sometimes is perfectly okay and absolutely necessary to shut down. I would like a day without doubt. Just one, to see how it’s doing. So to experience the thrill of balance for a few more hours. “ The Earth, long my home through … Continue reading Balance
A Brand New Year
Barely the day starts and it’s evening Barely it’s Monday and Friday is here already … and the month is already over … and the year is almost over And already 40 or 50 or 60 years of our lives have passed … and we have lost friends, family … and realize it’s too late … Continue reading A Brand New Year
My Father
My father wrote inside of me all of my poetry Continue reading My Father
Windmills of My Mind 