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

Ramblings from an Eclectic Mind

Wednesday, July 20, 2022

My mind is shrouded with fatigue

My eyes heavier than my will

My body floats lightly yet sinks like lead into the cushions.

So much to do

So little desire to do anything except lie here, amid the blankets’ softness and listen to windchimes and the songs of birds

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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