I M Perfect lady

May 2009

  • Within.

    I am living the life of a Transplant.  Transplanted into a new garden on the journey called life.  I believe that not many of us are so lucky most get left in the garden of their youth. While my last few… Continue reading

  • Lucky in Love.

    Twenty-two years ago we got married.  At the time we are so innocent, hooking up and stating we will stay together forever, through sickness and in health, the good times and the bad. What do we know?  How can we… Continue reading

  • One piece missing.

    The blogger lady is still blogging, just not posting.  And she loves to post, for it makes it real. The computers either shut down when I try to post, or just never connect to the internet.  Life is sure interesting. … Continue reading

  • Lily

    Before a Flower blooms, what does it see?  Does it know where it is headed, what it will become, does it need to, how does it just simply bloom?   Now I know that most of you already have thought… Continue reading

  • Bloom

    Does Life reveal its truth or do we change our minds?  Is it the mind that gets new information? If reality is just sitting there, and the mind comes along? What makes the mind see or not?  Who shows the… Continue reading

  • Leap

    The clarity between the Mask-less and those with Masks begs me to define the two.  What is a person with a mask, and how do they know, or do they?  Who are the ones mask-less and how do they get… Continue reading

  • The Way

    "Freedom will Cost you the Mask you have on."  Florinda Donner In a past blog, "freedom bus" the way you drive is maskless, and all you see their masks seem to slide off. Now you would think it would be… Continue reading

  • The bell rang.

    Summer School has begun, classes I am taking and who are my teachers! It seems that the first course is "Stuff attached to people." The challege is to be patient and loving while finding places for all this stuff!  The… Continue reading

  • Put in Place.

    On Saturday morning, my Laptop died, and down went the Blog. It is hard to believe that I have come to love this blog, and feel such a separation.  I am now talking from our desktop, shaky at best, unreliable,… Continue reading

  • Playground

    There seems to be two sides of Art, the Darkness and the Light. I am not sure how or why, but sometimes in Art the darkness gets to come out, no Light.   It seems that the Light of Art… Continue reading