Category Inspirational

FMM 12 27 19 Home Stretch

“You can be still and still moving. Content even in your discontent.” ~ Ram Dass. There was a time when I would unwind after a hectic night shift by sitting at my dining table reading the Miami Herald, cup of coffee at my side, kids on or off my lap.  Sundays were particularly special – […]

FMM 12 20 19 Stop the Buck!

“Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson.  My father-in-law used to say: “Every liar is a thief and every thief is a liar.” And he mistrusted both.  He could well have been the originator of the Maya Angelou quote: “When someone shows you who they are, […]

FMM 12 13 19 Gobsmacked

“He who speaks without modesty will find it difficult to make his words good.” ~ Confucius. One of the things about growing up a Preacher’s Kid (PK as they say in the US) is that you are always having to watch what you say.  Not just what you say, but how you say it.  In […]

FMM 12 6 19 Reggaefication

“Where destruction is the motive, unity is dangerous.” ~ Ravi Zacharias.  I may be prejudiced, but there is something special about Jamaica the country and Jamaica the people.  When my mother was in the last decade of her life, after she had lost her life partner (married for 66 years, engaged for 3 years before […]

FMM 11 29 19 Something to Smile for

“Gratitude is the sign of noble souls.” ~ Aesop. We are at the time of year when days seem to crash into each other in their hurry to see the end of 2019.  In the USA, once we hit Thanksgiving, we may as well give up and start writing 2020 already, it is as if […]

FMM 11 22 19 Acknowledging

“’We, The People’ is more than a statement of purpose. It is an acknowledgement of an obligation to each other.” ~ Charlie Pierce. There are many traditions that have been lost in this technological, smart phone driven era.  My family was fortunate to be blessed with many aunts, all of whom were very good about […]

FMM 11 8 19 Dollar Treats

“True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories.” ~ Florence King. I opened a box of Pears Soap this week, and immediately embarked upon a journey of remembering.  That brown, translucent oval shape, that smell, evoked a host of memories.  In fact it was not the Pears Soap I was remembering so much as […]