Monthly Archives: December 2016

Reflection 2016

  by cheri block sabraw I looked in the magnifying mirror  yesterday.   In my eyes, I detected an alertness that made me wonder if such spirit portended fear and survival or curiosity and wonder. Though I would like to believe … Continue reading

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There is balm in Gilead

    by the Maven Once upon a morning, grimly, while I stretched, stiff and dimly, Over plenty a  cushioned yoga mat of yore, While I extended, deeply fetching, suddenly there came a kvetching, As of someone gently etching, etching … Continue reading

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And your words are?

by cheri sabraw Most of us like to socialize  with people whom we have some commonality, right?  I know I do. I like people who regularly use the words history, mystery, mystical, down home, funny, relaxing, and avocado. Add to … Continue reading

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Aftermath, a spy story, by John Podesta translated by Julian Assange

by cheri sabraw The wind howls this morning in gusts of exuberance. Even the 150-year-old oak trees anchor their roots to secure their moorings. Our handsome black walnut trees sway like Polynesian dancers  at the lower end of our meadow. … Continue reading

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My machinations

by cheri block Nineteen days after my 10th birthday, I hunkered down in our darkish den to watch the Twilight Zone. With me, were my eight-year-old brother Stevie and my four-year-old sister, Cindy. My mother had just given birth to … Continue reading

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