“Here we are, in this beautiful slowing down that allows us to open and know a different way. Priorities will sift and shift, as we move through this new way of being. A hopefully more loving time, a learning time and a forgiving time will become us.” Some lessons from Arlene Wing
A poem called “The Crabby Old Man” has made the rounds for years. It turns out the story behind the poem is not accurate, but it still contains a useful message. He may seem crabby, but the man is simply feeling lonely, isolated, invisible, and depressed.
She still has far more sense than I will ever have. My mother. Who has Alzheimer’s disease. We decided that it was a lovely day for a walk along the ocean on Portland’s Eastern Promenade Trail. The sun was out. It was really warm. My mother reached into the closet for her fleece jacket. “Ma,” I […]