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  1. My Friend has Parkinson's

    My friend has Parkinson’s. I’ve known him since 1986 when he was working with a large multi-national company and traveling all over the world. He played regular tennis, loved to go for long walks and had a full social life. In ’90 he became the representative of an American company selling banking infrastructure. He worked hard and his success didn’t surprise anybody.  Read more >

  2. I am an adoptive mother - why?

    I have always wanted to dig deep within to understand why I wanted to be an adoptive mother rather than a biological one. It was an instinct so overpowering that at the time I never thought to wonder why. It is an instinct that had been with me since I was in my early teens. I never could think of myself as a biological mother. I have a vague idea that maybe my early years took away any attachment to and dependence on the idea of sanctity and safety in the ties of a genetically linked family.  Read more >

  3. Adoption and Self Knowledge

      I have been distressed the last two months. And frustrated.October began with Anita Tedaldi’s piece on the N. Y. Times about the why’s and how’s and most importantly the justifications, of terminating the adoption of her ‘Adopted Son’ and the responses that bombarded the Internet.  Read more >

  4. Chanting Verses

    When I had to stop working full-time, I joined a comparative philosophy class (very convenient, same lecture and discussion three times a week and three units every week. Could be done on the same day all together or spread over a week. Pretty good arrangement, don’t you think for a person with chronic health problems?). I also spent time reading the scriptures of various religions with guidance from the men and women who are qualified to teach their subject and do so as part of their duties at the monasteries and missions.  Read more >

  5. Dear God, I Still Don't Know!

    I came across some notes I had scribbled when I was in grade Vll. I found this.   Dear God, You are weird. I don’t get you. You don’t add up. You are the Controller of the earth, the fire, the wind and the rain. You are manifested in the earth, the fire, the wind and the rain. You are the earth, the fire, the wind and the rain You have laws that we mortals should live by, but You make and break them at will.  Read more >

  6. Raking Up the Past

    Does serious therapy really work? I don’t mean of the kind where one needs to be working through present issues, - like I need to see a therapist to spew out my frustration with my daughter’s behaviour, she is being treated for OCD (obsessive, compulsive disorder) with an anti-depressant and has gone hypo-manic. I mean for dealing with some terrible things that may have happened in the past.  Read more >

  7. Who Are You?

    I am new to BlogHer – 11 weeks and 4 days as the counter reads, and I’ve been posting frequently. I know that some of you have been reading my blogs, but I have no idea who you are. Many of you reading will be aware that I am not able to leave my home in more than eight months now, except for doctors and lab tests, once to the cinema, and two consecutive evenings to see my sister perform.  Read more >

  8. I Think I have Learnt to Accept the Change

    I am at the bottom of the ‘career’ options ladder now.  I feel pretty good here. Contrary to the misgiving of others and myself, it’s not been difficult, not numbing. Not easy … but easier than hard. One struggles while coming down the steps. Living high up on the ladder feels good. Bloody madness, but a kick all the same. It’s flattering. One’s ego begins to swell up into a personality so out of reach that one has to dig deep to find the reality. For a lucky few, the reality emerges from within. The struggle then is less prolonged, less exhausting.  Read more >

  9. I am so embarrassed! I was not nice to my friends today

    Its Sunday morning here.  There were some really good friends over for dinner last night.  I went down to meet them late as it is difficult to leave half way through and I can't deal with company and conversation for long these days (lupus).Very sweetly they suggested I see this herbalist who has cured ...  I flipped.   Read more >

  10. The Notion of Achievement

    To put this entry into context I have to repeat that I am diagnosed with both Bipolar and Lupus. The formal diagnosis followed years of severe symptoms and misdiagnosis. Chronic, progressive illnesses that cannot be cured, only kept under control, have changed the way I live absolutely. Before what I could do and afterwards be sick, are exactly those that now I can’t do so I am not too sick.  Read more >

Isis

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Isis
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September 2009
About Me: 
If involvement and interest can add up to biography, then this is it. Trying to write about myself is a bore, especially since I can think of nothing. My blog will most likely be very little about the - ‘having my feet firmly on the ground’ – kind of being. There is no focus, nor any specific subject matter that I wish to write about. Yet I still want to attempt to write. It will, in all probability, be a vague, meaningless ramble. I intend to enjoy writing each word and expression. I cannot pretend to be indifferent to whether or not I wish for others to read the blog - I do. There is the concept of like-minded individuals sitting around in a familiar space with their poison of choice (healthy drinks do not qualify, as don’t innocent sodas and fruit juices), inebriated with its vapour and sloshed to the point where words cease to make sense. In their drunken stupor they encourage each other to tell tall tales where they are the good guys fighting the battle of the just. I’d ultimately like to create that kind of a blogspace – a get together without an agenda where people will join in on the conversation, make their own heroes, discuss ideas that they may have nurtured in their imaginations. I’d like a bubbling ruckus. From my experience I know there will be smirks at my attempting to pass off the above as biography, but for me that is what it is. Details of my educations and my proffession are no longer relevent. I or the rest of the world need them no longer, and I can no longer relate to what was. I appreciate my good fortune.

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