Days of Wine and Quarantine

I read recently that during the 1918 Spanish Flu pandemic and subsequent quarantine Ernest Hemingway was quarantined with his wife, their son… and his mistress. Six weeks into our own quarantine, that story made me wonder. How on earth could anyone get through this if they were isolated with a person they were angry with…

Fortune Cookie

Planning for the next stage of life, in my case, retirement, is a much steeper learning curve then I had ever anticipated. It’s not just enough to have plans for what you want to do, in my case writing and traveling or maybe writing about traveling, you also need to learn how to pay for…

Third Eye, Blind

I’ve been thinking a lot about intuition and insight these days. Intuition is one of those great life tools we all possess but we don’t all use. It’s the truth finder, the BS meter inside that helps us navigate our life’s experience. It’s the feeling in your gut or the tickle in your foot or…

Sealed with A Kiss

This month I am mourning the loss of what I consider a most exquisite art form ~ letter writing. That gem that comes by post, beautiful paper or an artful or funny card wrapped in an envelope which travels to me by way of a small square depicting art or culture or history pasted to…