Wednesday, November 23, 2011

I have always been a little scattered.  OK, a lot!  So, in addition to this blog, there are these.  I hope you enjoy.

Philanthropy Liaison:  A role I believe philanthropists need on their side
The Enabler's Blog:  The good connotation of the word...live fully using your God-given gifts

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Come back, or comeback?

I am lucky--nay, blessed--to be able to teach my workshop titled Memories to Memoirs.
I have taught it for about eight years running, and see no end in sight, thankfully.  Each session provides me inspiration as guidance as I also try to do the same for the attendees.  The session underway at the Freeman Library in Clear Lake, as part of UHCL's Clear Lake Area Seniors Program, has encouraged me to write more in the blogosphere.  Am I coming back, or is this a comeback, of sorts?

I don't know.  And that is okay.  I created a blog in defense and support of those who contribute to the charities and causes of our society.  They are getting short shift nowadays, thrown into a kettle of fish in which they don't belong nor deserve to be associated with.  The blog is named Philanthropy Liaison

...whichever it is...here I come.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

I love this...


This image from my journal entry while teaching photography at University of West Bohemia was about the food, and how it reminds me of the tastiness of my mom's Polish-influenced cooking. But I also like the highlighted phrase. I go to it often because it could be about old friends or new ones; photography, writing, or speaking; any of my sons or my granddaughter...life. I look at this as a reminder. I hope it reminds you.

Friday, March 25, 2011

....a pause....

The distance from my brain to my fingertips that rest on the keyboard is not very long, yet it is a chasm that is sometimes scary to jump across, intimidating, daunting and walked away from in frustration. I take this short steps, approaching the gap and then I stutter like a newbie hurdler coming to a high hurdle. I chop, try to regroup and then stop. I look across the now-wider gap and decide to return later to write again, hopefully with a shorter distance between thoughts, of which there are many, and words, of which there are few.