a glimpse of my authentic life
Decades ago I entered a competition in which I had to write a 150 word description of myself as if I were the protagonist in a novel. I was one of the winners. Here’s what it said:
She saw herself as the heroine of her own literary affairs du coeurs. She’d had three husbands, an inter-dimensional relationship with a famous Russian, a liaison with a younger…
I live a quiet life these days, although not one without challenges. At seventy-seven, for me this has become a time for going within, for expanding awareness, for learning to love and take good care of myself. And also for reflecting upon where I’ve been and where I want to be now.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had anyone to watch and talk about films with. Decades ago, I hosted a Cinéma Soirée group one Sunday a month, where about six or seven of my women friends got together chez moi to watch a film and share a sumptuous pot luck afterwards. I would choose the film, prepare interesting info about the actors or director…