Dear Universe, I’ve come to a conclusion. I like receiving mail. I mean unexpected, uplifting, make-me-smile mail. Not the usual expected bills, junk and serious mail. And who doesn’t? Everyone likes to feel like they are being thought of, remembered. I’m good about sending cards to people when there is an occasion: a birthday or a holiday, for instance. But …
Cheesy Memory or…La Mémoire de Fromage
Dear Universe, I will always remember my middle school French teacher. She was this petite, older woman with a smile so wide it dazzled and a chic bob the color of red wine. The class: a bunch of wild, hormonal pre-teens. Not surprisingly, we were a tough group to teach. We goofed off while she enunciated vocabulary words. We laughed …
Unexpected Messages
Dear Universe, I consider myself to be pretty observant. On a scale of one to ten, I’d even give myself a nine. That’s why I was so surprised this week to see not one, but two inspirational messages in spots I pass frequently, but had never noticed before. Could they both have popped up within days of each other? The …
Witches, Dragon’s Blood and Incense? Just Another Day in Salem…
Dear Universe, A brilliantly warm, sunny Saturday with nothing pressing to get done can only mean one thing: a day trip to Salem, MA. I’ve only been to Salem two other times, but each trip would somehow come together in a serendipitous way with messages or signs coming my way. Yesterday felt a little different. Nothing stood out for me—no …
Henna of a Good Time
Dear Universe, Usually manicures, makeup, music pumping and glitzy dresses galore at this time of year can only mean one thing: prom. But not last night. All this glamour wasn’t taking place at a prom, but rather a fundraiser for one. I have to admit I was invited to this event at the last minute and didn’t know much about …
Art-Filled Afternoon
“If you can dream it, you can do it.” ~Walt Disney Dear Universe, Today I had the opportunity to attend a luncheon where a panel of three artists would be speaking and sharing their work. In attendance? A sculptor, a filmmaker and a writer—each successful in her field. They took turns offering perspectives on how they work, what inspires them …
A Different Kind of March Madness
Dear Universe, Typically, I dread March. Anyone who knows me well knows it. If I’m having an off day, I’ll usually get that sympathetic look and the reassurance that it’s just March rearing it’s blah on me. I think it’s because, to me anyway, it feels the month drags on in molasses like slow motion for all 31 days with …
Back to the Future… Again
Dear Universe, Maybe it’s the whole jumping forward an hour for daylight’s savings last week or maybe it’s just the mid-March blues, but lately I’ve had one thing on my mind again. The future. It might be because the semester is halfway through so all around work colleagues are buzzing: What are your plans for the summer? The next school …