Through the Looking Glass... The Other Side of Me

Ramblings from an Eclectic Mind

Wednesday, May 01, 2019

There is no beginning, there is no end; there is only now.

All of us survive something when others don’t.

Guilt can be negligible, or overwhelming.

The only cure is to make one’s actions a healing balm to Memory.

Ronda R. Scott-Marak

Chanteuse: I am a pharmacist's and author wannabe's daughter, a newsman's, a producer's, a blues singer's, an actress', and a lawyer's cousin. My mother sang in the men's glee club in college, my grandmother lived to 100 1/2 years, and my grandfather was my 3rd grade room mother. I am a sister, an aunt, niece, cousin, wife, friend, and confidante. I am quirky, a foodie, a poet, an interior decorator, singer, good with numbers, a born administrator, a "bleeding heart moderate", a Theosophist, Panentheistic Jew, a Polymath,a lover of beauty, flowers, travel, quiet, breezes, dogs, cats, birds, squirrels, all wildlife, and classic British cars. I write because otherwise, my head would explode; that would be nasty and messy. I believe in the unseen, esoteric, otherworldly, the sacred, and mundane. I dislike change, ignorance, intolerance, conflict, boring food, bad music and lack of imagination. I am married to a descendant of the Bach family who is a deep thinker, good cook, creative, silly, and olive green eyed.I am a Wordsmith, thinker and a proponent of Uncommon Sense. I believe in fulfilling my commitments. I have an eclectic mind; I am me.

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