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Vaccinations prevent children’s deaths

I am troubled by the growing sentiment in the US against having children vaccinated.  There are some who believe that vaccinations are linked with autism.  I don’t find the evidence of this convincing myself, but even if such a belief … Continue reading

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‘Open Access’– a Quagmire or a Panacea?

Having lived in the ‘Developing world’ or the global ‘South’ for about half of my life, I am very aware of the paucity of research materials available to would-be researchers there.  I have welcomed the idea of ‘open access’ publishing … Continue reading

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Remembered Images of Beauty

“Imagine a beautiful scene”.  “Keep that image of beauty in your mind.”  “Stop the mind-chatter with the lovely scene”.  These were my cousin’s repeated admonitions, as she led us through our twice-weekly yoga class.  She knew I was struggling with … Continue reading

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Rough Roads and Smooth

We took a road trip, my husband and I, driving from Ithaca, New York to Lovingston, Virginia.  It’s a 9 hour trip, driving through parts of five states:  New York, Pennsylvania, Maryland, West Virginia, and Virginia.  A pretty drive, the … Continue reading

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Memories of Beading

Relaxing on Boxing Day, I see the snow falling softly outside and hear the sounds of some easy listening music.  I have almost finished a wide peyote stitch beaded bracelet for my future daughter in law.  The design is geometric, … Continue reading

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The Memories Assembled on a Christmas Tree

Until I was 34 years old, I spent every Christmas at my parents’ home.  That year, 1979, I was in rural Borneo, experiencing a Kenyah Dayak Christmas, complete with American carols translated and taught by fundamentalist Christian missionaries and a … Continue reading

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On Political Involvement in the US

We’ve been invited to a political fund raiser tonight, one at which the organizers will probably want us to do something significant (beyond making the already requested financial donation).  The funds raised will contribute to the election campaign of a … Continue reading

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Ode to Cups

One of life’s pleasures is the daily process of choosing a cup from which to enjoy my morning coffee.  I am now at my mother’s house in Portland, Oregon.  She shares this enjoyment and is surely a prime source thereof:  … Continue reading

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The Inexplicable Menace in a Seemingly Neutral Object

Monica Wood’s suggestion (in The Pocket Muse:  Endless Inspiration), to write about an ‘inexplicable menace in a seemingly neutral object’ intrigued me.  It reminded me of my own rather extreme irritation—based on a sense of inequity, a kind of menace—with … Continue reading

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Spring has Sprung–at Last

We had a lovely respite, beautiful blue skies, warm temperatures, for a week in late March.  Then the winter that had never truly come hit us in April.  This pseudo-winter is only now beginning to abate. Yesterday (and today) again … Continue reading

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