Dana (scribblers sanctuary)'s Blog – January 2011 Archive (5)

Jack of all trades, master of none. I wonder if this is a phenomena of recent history. An inclination to dabble in this, tip toe in that. Small bits of exposure to lots of interests in an adhd kind of way rather than focusing in and becoming proficient at one thing.



I see it everywhere. Over the years, I have worked with people with this affliction and been guilty of this very thing myself. I’ll do this and on the side, I’ll do that. A wee bit of exposure here, a bit of beginner’s… Continue

I love birthdays. All birthdays. Mine, yours, theirs. Doesn’t matter. Birthdays make me smile. I know a lot of people who find no joy in them at all. They see them as reminders of being older than they were yesterday. Opportunities to recount all the goals they didn’t achieve the previous year; all the things they didn’t do, didn’t accomplish, didn’t improve upon.



Not me. Where others’ birthdays are concerned, they give me the opportunity to celebrate their presence in my life. And… Continue

For three years to the day, I spent one or two days when I wasn't in the salon working at a nursing home. I had a little room with a shampoo bowl, dryer, station and a nice window that looked out to a couple of bird filled trees. It took about five minutes for me to fall in love with the residents of that home. For many, I was their only visitor each week. Sometimes because they had neglectful families, but more often than not, because they had simply outlived their friends and family. Some… Continue

I have been asked on several occassions, by several people for a blog on my experiences in Spain. I have attemtpted this blog several times but every time I sit down to write something, it falls flat. I have decided to just do a series of unconnected memories of my experience and hopefully, as they are peiced together, you will get a fuller picture of what a wonderful and powerful time it was. My deepest appreciation to those who have inspired this series. I am enjoying the opportunity to… Continue

When I was in High School and still under the watchful eyes of family and church leaders, I did what I had to do to get along. I figured if I wasn't "feeling" what I was supposed to be "feeling" (read believing) that one of two things had to happen.



1 - I either had to look inward to find out what I was doing wrong - why couldn't I be like everyone else and just accept the dogma and doctrine, OR,

2 - I had to play along until I could release myself from the clutches of my… Continue