MINDY SEEGER ARTIST 

I decided to make this sixty third post my final thoughts for the year. I wonder what will happen in the new year. It’s great fun that I haven’t a clue. I always like to pretend I know where I’m going and what will unfold, but I don’t know. I also like to pretend that I know in advance what I will and will not do, which is actually anyone’s guess. You never know what you know until the moment and the energy of that moment arrives. Writing these posts has been a real surprise

I decided to make this sixty third post my final thoughts for the year. I wonder what will happen in the new year. It’s great fun that I haven’t a clue. I always like to pretend I know where I’m going and what will unfold, but I don’t know. I also like to pretend that I know in advance what I will and will not do, which is actually anyone’s guess. You never know what you know until the moment and the energy of that moment arrives. Writing these posts has been a real surprise

When my mother was still alive, every New Year’s Eve after wishing each other all the best in the upcoming year, my mother would declare with confidence that this was going to be “my year!” I drank the mother Kool-Aid and set about trying to make my dreams and her dreams for me a reality. Needless to say, by the end of the year I had missed the mark. So on the next New Year’s Eve, she once again declared that it was going to be “my year!” In all honesty, I know she said the e

When my mother was still alive, every New Year’s Eve after wishing each other all the best in the upcoming year, my mother would declare with confidence that this was going to be “my year!” I drank the mother Kool-Aid and set about trying to make my dreams and her dreams for me a reality. Needless to say, by the end of the year I had missed the mark. So on the next New Year’s Eve, she once again declared that it was going to be “my year!” In all honesty, I know she said the e

I recently found a dime on the street. I felt very lucky and was pleased with myself for not asking the “money gods” for a quarter, or a hundred-dollar bill left crumpled by a parking meter. I was also proud of myself for not assuming that one moment of luck would lead to an entire day of incredible good fortune. I used to think all things were connected, or maybe it’s just that I liked to connect them. I’ve always heard that good and bad things come in threes, but they also

I recently found a dime on the street. I felt very lucky and was pleased with myself for not asking the “money gods” for a quarter, or a hundred-dollar bill left crumpled by a parking meter. I was also proud of myself for not assuming that one moment of luck would lead to an entire day of incredible good fortune. I used to think all things were connected, or maybe it’s just that I liked to connect them. I’ve always heard that good and bad things come in threes, but they also

I thought I was done. I always think I’m done. This is the problem that often occurs when you are a reluctant participant in the game of life. I try to refrain from making broad global statements about what I will and will not do, because I am continually proved wrong in my assessment of future activities. It doesn’t really matter what aspect of life I’m talking about; I am consistently unprejudiced in my declarations of upcoming expiration dates. I sometimes imagine my decea

I thought I was done. I always think I’m done. This is the problem that often occurs when you are a reluctant participant in the game of life. I try to refrain from making broad global statements about what I will and will not do, because I am continually proved wrong in my assessment of future activities. It doesn’t really matter what aspect of life I’m talking about; I am consistently unprejudiced in my declarations of upcoming expiration dates. I sometimes imagine my decea

I thought I was done. I always think I’m done. This is the problem that often occurs when you are a reluctant participant in the game of life. I try to refrain from making broad global statements about what I will and will not do, because I am continually proved wrong in my assessment of future activities. It doesn’t really matter what aspect of life I’m talking about; I am consistently unprejudiced in my declarations of upcoming expiration dates. I sometimes imagine my decea

For extra allowance, my parents begged me to take on the task of creating order in the food pantry. I was neat, careful with fragile objects, and artistic. My parents knew I would be perfect for the job, plus they had no one else to turn to. As there was always chaos in my family environment, the food pantry was a perfect mirror of our family dynamic. Knowing they would always need my services, I negotiated a higher fee. The truth is I would have done it for free, but on prin