Posts by Linda Marsanico

At fifteen feet of glory, a most magnificent, pink magnolia tree grabbed my attention on Monday morning after Yoga class. I had a complete view of it from across the street. There I stood admiring nature’s fine work when a woman came up to me, commenting on my tree gazing. She told me that I…

Returning from yoga class two weeks ago, a first bumble bee of the season buzzed before me, and around the flowers in the front garden. I saw another bee this week. When I see these amazing creatures I feel hopeful and happy since scientists indicate that the bee population is dwindling due to various kinds…

I spent my last Wednesday near Grand Central: Protected by the high ceiling; Embraced by the brick wall; Touched by the wood floors; Graced by my clients who bared their souls to my confidential ear and compassionate heart; Supported by colleagues who figured out a solution for removing a cabinet; Nourished by the delicious food…

On Tuesday night I felt apprehension. I had no definite place to be on Wednesday because Grand Central was no longer my destination. I awoke in the morning and evaluated the possibilities for my schedule as there was no structure imposed on my day. Here’s something. Because my week was so hectic there had been…