Posts by Linda Marsanico

I awoke at 6 a.m., sort of invigorated despite my mother’s passing last month (See Blog, “Deep Challenge in Times of Joy,” Dec. 2) In my grief, I feel somewhat tired and sad at the loss of her earthly presence. After completing some writing for my blog, I spoke with my daughter who lives in…

Yes, this is a play on words. Elizabeth Barrett Browning wrote, to Robert Browning, in 1845: “How do I love thee? Let me count the ways (“Sonnets from the Portuguese,” XLIII Wikipedia; Poets.org*) When we take this sensibility and concentrate on ourselves, we create an inner focus, restarting the process of healing and affection for…

It is Friday morning as I begin to write. The street landscape from my living room is frosted with snow which fell on a sleepy New York City. Two of my window panes are framed on their lower portion with a 4” line of snow. It is beautiful! Will my yoga class meet? Will I…