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Carol A. Hand Seven years ago, my mother passed away in the early morning. She was 89. During the last 13 years of her life, she gradually lost her memories and her abilities to care for herself and communicate. I … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand *** I’m grateful to be standing, here, witnessing autumn’s delight long grass bending with the weight of sparkling dew, a welcome sight the last of the clematis flowers colorfully translucent in the morning, bright on our “pale … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Taking moments to simply breathe and observe Another morning shrouded by clouds and mist A drive to work fraught with potentially dangerous obstacles that could easily trigger feelings of anger or fear but choosing instead to marvel … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Imagine, for a moment, what it’s like to be born to a life where one is prejudged and regarded with fear or with scorn I don’t smell like a flower but I do have a scent to … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Let me take just a moment to put aside the chaos of the world seeping into my soul Remembering a recurring childhood dream soaring above the earth simply watching with compassionate detachment as people went about their … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand The waxing crescent at sunset signals upcoming changes in seasons alerting me about the need to refocus for so many important reasons – *** *** Thank you all for sharing your visionary art, for enriching my life, … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Ageist messages that I’m too old at 70 to do simple chores sometimes makes me hesitant to try But my courageous daughter inspires me and a funny thing happens when I do try anyway I … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Grateful for sharing a visit to a garden with the dear friend who delighted in each bloom and greeted everyone we met with kindness as we shared a lunch at a local “greasy spoon” *** *** Grateful … Continue reading