I think they were maroon colored, upright soldiers standing at attention in a uniform line on one of the lower shelves of the bookcase my father had built for our living room. Looking back, they were a bit of democracy, readily available for all if the inclination was there. Everyone in my community had a …
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My Imaginary (and Real) Friends
Because of family dynamics and the fact that I was very shy, I spent a lot of time alone when I was growing up. But life is about adaptability and I came to enjoy my own company. I always found things to do, to see , to ponder. When my life became too overwhelming I …
India-Buddha Didn’t Care What His Hair Looked Like
On my tour, we went to a place called Sarnath. As usual, I had no idea what to expect. We went into museum and Rashid,our guide, explained that statues of Buddha all had three interesting features. The Buddha's long ears signified the importance of being a good listener and his ever present smile represented joyful …
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A Menopausal Odyssey ? (Day 6)
June 28, 2001 I woke up in a tent this morning. Did what I always do when I camp; build a fire, make a cup of coffee, and read. Peace finally. Time to think. I am 52. I'm a menopausal woman. I guess I got through it okay, physically. Hot flashes. Once on a 10 …
Fleeing
Dear friends at the condo complex almost shouted with panic when I told them I was staying until the end of my rental lease, March 31, Easter Saturday. They left days before to void traffic and mayhem. Maybe apocalyptic herds of Easter bunnies ready to throw imperfect colored eggs at their cars? Heading …
The Autonomous Traveler 