HEROES… Sometimes as I wander from topic to topic, I wonder—WHERE HAVE ALL THE HEROES GONE? Mother Teresa is dead; who will take her place? Is there someone emerging that I don’t know about? For sure, It’s not your latest athlete or superstar or million-billionaire. I’m looking for someone to inspire me. Someone who speaks to me with a voice that touches everyone. I’m hoping.
THE EIGHTIES… There is a new demographic out there. I’m talking about the increased number of folks who are in their eighties. How do we navigate the eighties? Well, we all have different DNA, so there is a different map for everyone. By this time, we are on the doorstep. GO FOR IT. SPLIT THE ATOMS OF YOUR SOUL.
GARDENERS ADVICE… Judi Doychak, past president of the Darien Garden Club, gives this advice, “Whenever I go out to my patio, I bring gardening gloves, shoes, weed bag, and one tool, ‘cause I can’t sit still without seeing something that needs pulling.” And have you tried a Garden Walk?
HERBS AS SOUL FOOD… Do you have a mini hobby for fun? Growing herbs, on a small scale, has a medicinal effect on me. Not that I use them all, but I read about them and find this age old hobby fascinating. (Our library owns some good references.) Anyway, after all this study, I’m thinking of putting out my shingle, “Cheap cures. Homeopathic.”
DOES THE MEDIA BLITZ YOU? JOURNALISM and what I read in the paper do not co-exist. In the name of greed, the printed word rarely reports accurately. Objective reporting is like an old telephone booth, a relic of the past. I think folks are starting to catch on, starting to demand more, and that’s a happy sign.
ROBO CALLS MAKE ME CRAZY… I hate to even go there. “We have changed our menu…” Sometimes I would sell my soul for a human voice.
I FREELY ADMIT MY WANDERINGS TAKE ME TO THE ROAD LESS TRAVELLED, BUT I LIKE THAT ROAD.