Musings

Of Identity, Persona and Naïveté…

Like Adam and Eve whom God warned not to eat of the tree of knowledge in the Garden of Eden, the protagonists of our stories often encounter box they are to leave closed, lovers whose lips theirs are not to touch, forests in which they are encouraged not to wander alone, galas and balls that on attending they must exit by the stroke of midnight, and alas sea witches with whom they should strike no bargains.

And yet our central characters push the envelope open creating a second upheaval.

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The Quiet That Descended…

A quiet descended somewhere between the last hours of Christmas Eve and 12 am Christmas morn. My husband with two of our children was away at midnight Mass.

Our middle had been home with me preparing the early Christmas meal. We always eat our Christmas meal in the wee hours of the morn after the return from Christmas Mass.

With the dressing baking in the stove and the meat and vegetables simmering I sat down to take a breather.

And then I heard the silence.

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Stories, Technology, and Loving Husbands…

For Christmas my husband gave me the Mac Version of Dictate. Data is a program that allows you to type on your computer through voice activation.

In short, you speak into the receiver and the computer types what you say. He tells me that the program has to become familiar with our voice, which requires little, if any time.

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