This is a hard one. But Eleanor Roosevelt knew what she was talking about. The former First Lady ranked in the top nine most widely admired people of the twentieth century. Her legacy, one among many, was to tell us “The choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility.” Yet…
Rosalie stared at the six-foot by four-foot painting her husband Tom had just framed and hung above their sofa. “You’re kidding, right?” she said to him.
“What?” he asked, looking bewildered. “Isn’t that the most fantastic study in boxing you’ve ever seen? …
How to return to your center
It is so easy for us to be challenged and moved off our inner equilibrium and peacefulness by what other people are doing, not only to us but also the behavior of people we witness out in the external world in general. Why?
If we are a feeling sort of…
Listening to your own heart
Where does the exuberance and joy we feel in early childhood go? When do we begin to second guess who we are and our own self-worth and let in insecurity and self-doubt and worry about how other people see us?
In our first six years we experience and absorb life…
How do you really want to live?
Every emotion we have has a physiological life span of 90 seconds, a proven scientific fact. Then it is gone. Our cells receive the electrical charge of that emotion for that length of time and then the energy of the emotion ceases to exist.
Ah, you say, my feelings last…
Be careful what you focus on
“Whatta you mean it’ll take us into the past? Any idea how many fake stories there are about time machines? Your brain is addled. Typical of your kind.”
“My kind?” The girl stood very still.
“You know what I mean. …
There is never loss
You are an orphan. You have powers. Do you know what they are?
The voice merged with the sound of the creek flowing past. Lying in the grass I shaded my eyes and looked over at the trees on the edge of the field, seven apple trees in bloom. …
Especially yours…
Humans spend an inordinate amount of time wondering about their life purpose, often feeling that unless they can figure that out, they are not living fully and may not be living rightfully. …
And fun…
I remember when I lived in Manhattan I would buy an Agatha Christie book in a bookshop on 42nd Street and get on a bus up Broadway. By the time I reached my stop on 93rd Street, I was half done with the book. I could not have told anyone…
Regina Clarke
Storyteller and dreamer. I write about the English language, being human, the magic of life, and metaphysics. Ph.D. in English Literature. www.regina-clarke.com
