by Diane Wyzga | September 25, 2020 | Writing
Whether it’s basketball or personal resilience, we practice until it’s second nature. Down the hill from my home is a boy who has been growing into a teenager. I’ve watched him playing hoops in the driveway against a backboard nailed to the garage. When he was younger...
by Diane Wyzga | September 15, 2020 | Writing
I don’t know about you, but of late I’ve been feeling fearful and insecure. What can I do? If I call a feeling by its true name I can identify it. If I claim it as mine then I can do something about it. As to taming it? That takes practice: Breathing in I feel fear...
by Diane Wyzga | September 14, 2020 | Writing
Wondering why the grass is always greener over there? I know. Who here has looked at the grass growing on the other side of the fence and seen that it’s greener? Everybody! Of course, the grass is always greener growing on the other side. But do you know how come?...
by Diane Wyzga | August 18, 2020 | Writing
Walking along the road by the bay I felt my shoulders up around my ears. I was reminded of the story about a team of pack animals struggling their way up a mountainside. The last pony in line was wearing a saddle but the horse just ahead of him was burdened with boxes...
by Diane Wyzga | August 12, 2020 | Writing
How is your life like a river? Who do you thank? They say that we can never go home again. I’ve always wondered about that and over the years have come to understand that we are like rivers. “No river can return to its source, yet all rivers must have a beginning.”...
