Posts by Linda Marsanico
“what Will You Think if I Sing out Of Tune, Will You Get up And Walk out On Me?”
On the heels of my disagreement-resolution with Oscar re: being on time, another situation hit me in the face for healing. (See last week’s blog.) Here goes: On February 22, a Saturday night, I had a call from Gert, a Park Slope Co-op colleague, asking me to cover his shift, Monday at 6 a.m. He…
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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…
Read MoreHow Do I Love Me? Let Me Count the Ways…
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…
Read More“greatest Love of All”
The Greatest love of all is happening to me I found the greatest love of all Inside of me …Learning to love yourself It is the greatest love of all said Whitney Houston (1986, Arista, written by Michael Masser & Linda Creed). I was living in Toronto in the eighties when I first heard her…
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