New Year’s eve morning as I write this. I’ve spent the week between Christmas and today pondering the events of 2016. I’m surprised at the number of surprises I had in 2016. It was a year of surprises. And I’d like another please. I believe this is because of my new commitment to extemporaneous living, instead of planning everything out. There’s a flow going on.
Here’s my list. I suspect you had tons of surprises too. What’s on your list?
It’s steamy in Tropica right now. Meriland empties out like Paris in August. It’s too hot for even the Tropicans who have deserted Meriland and moved lock, stock and servants to the beach. I adore Meriland in the summer. A quiet city to myself, lost in the heat. I swim in the morning and drift through the lazy days.
The world news in the past few weeks has left me sacudida. That’s a Spanish expression which means, “shaken like a rag doll.” That’s about right. Exhausted, trembly, heartbroken, shaken inside and out. So much evil, sorrow, hatred, sadness. In addition, I have a friend who is suffering greatly with his health.
I’m back from my travels (and the obligatory cold I get from the airplane) and have loads of things to share with you. But for now, I want to alert you that today begins one of my most important and favorite events of the year: The Women in the World annual conference in New York City, April 6-8.
When I was young…the future was the happy Jetsons, a popular TV cartoon, a family flitting about outer space and enjoying a futuristic version of the 1950’s good life. There’s the rub: it was a 50’s idea of the future: a bright place to be. We imagined new medical technogy, a disease free world, time saving devices (saving time for what?) and…flying cars. [Read more…]