early spring meditation, birdsong Posted on March 22, 2010 In Western New York, Spring, the mud-licked goddess of joy and rebirth, has floundered through the melting snows of March and found her way with the warmer, softer breezes, flowering snowdrops, … Continued
Real women don’t have regrets. Healthy psyches let go, move on, perfectly contented with the life they call home. Not me. I got a busload of wish-I-hads up this fat wazoo. So many lives inside me, a veritable encyclopedia … Continued
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