Author Archives: lindagrayson2014

I Can’t Un-See The Monkey

I can’t un-see the monkey. The one that sits behind my head playing with what sounds like some sort of heavy game tiles or dice in a felted box. Every once in a while the monkey reaches forward and touches … Continue reading

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Skating Away, Skating Away, Skating Away, On the Thin Ice of a New Day

“Skating Away, Skating Away, Skating Away, On the Thin Ice of a New Day.”  It’s not that I need a theme for each phase of this. It’s just that things resonate sometimes. I was the buffalo (see May 4, 2014). Then … Continue reading

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It’s 1:56 a.m. Me and My Steroids Are Wide Awake

It’s 1:56 a.m. Me and my steroids are wide awake, so I might as well see what comes out. I brought my computer into the bedroom for this just circumstance. Here are things I’ve been thinking but not writing because, … Continue reading

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Weird Days All Around

Weird days all around, between my own medical challenges and the world’s, i.e. Covid-19 pandemic. Plus even weirder through the sleepless lens of the massive steroids I am now on. But I promised another annoyingly optimistic post so I have … Continue reading

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I’m Feeling the Need to Write Some Therapeutic Words

I’m feeling the need to write some therapeutic words. Re-reading some of my blog posts, it suddenly dawns on me how annoyingly optimistic I am.  I tend to start out with some dread concern, then talk myself right into things … Continue reading

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Let Go or Be Dragged

Let go or be dragged. I keep coming back to that ancient Zen proverb, mostly in relation to the daily challenges of trying to get back into shape. Should I let go of this goal? Or should I continue to … Continue reading

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So…. Nothing To Write About

So…. nothing to write about except for this colossal day, filled with terribly ordinary, extraordinary things.  Things that suddenly inspire me to write pages about each. This day follows days filled with thinking I might never write again, because I … Continue reading

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Let’s Focus on Ralphie, Shall We?

Let’s focus on Ralphie, shall we? He won’t mind.  First, imagine a small pig. He’s the same general shape, but a little thinner and a lot hairier. The same beady eyes and the same lovability, minus the hooves.  I shift … Continue reading

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There is a Multi-Ring Circus in My Brain.

There is a multi-ring circus in my brain. In the Big Top, Breathing is a ringmaster who performs perpetually, whether anyone is in the stands surrendering their awareness or not. It’s not long before the side shows draw me away. … Continue reading

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Cancer Staggered Up My Brain Porch

Cancer staggered up my brain porch during meditation today. I made a decision; not a “quick decision” because cancer was pathetically slow.  It was just some cells trying to glom together and get inside my head.  Unlike death, which I … Continue reading

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