by Ethel Lee-Miller | Sep 11, 2020 | Writing
Remembering 9/11 We will always remember September 11, 2001, and this hilltop will forever have special meaning for the thousands who made their way to Essex County Eagle Rock Reservation to watch the shocking events unfolding at the World Trade Center. – Essex...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Sep 5, 2020 | Writing
Getting to Nothing Yoga, meditation, and walking a labyrinth have helped me slow down. Taking pictures on travels and at events revealed to me a love of landscapes, water, and serene settings. With the time I save disengaging from over-commitments and retiring my...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Sep 1, 2020 | Writing
What’s Your Intention? My Tuesday writing group uses intentions as a foundation for our writing time. The question for each of us is, “What is your intention today?” Most Tuesdays it’s pretty clear. “I’m drafting/revising/polishing or posting a blog.” “I’m...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Sep 1, 2020 | Writing
Cleaning up after a party: “Where did this come from?” Shrug. “Doesn’t belong me.” Those leftover things that don’t belong to you. Sometimes it’s a sweater. A cake plate. Eyeglasses. Or an umbrella or gloves – if you live in certain regions of the US. It’s...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Aug 26, 2020 | Writing
I’m starting my day with thoughts like this: Ya gotta learn to laugh. It’s the way to true love. ~ John Travolta- in the film Michael Love is an excess of friendship. ~ Aristotle If lots more of us loved each other, we’d solve lots more problems. And then the...
by Ethel Lee-Miller | Aug 13, 2020 | Writing
Beginnings 1969 On a rainy September morning in 1969 I was late for my first day of teaching. I was the new kindergarten teacher commuting from NYC to a suburban town in New Jersey. Saved by a very cheerful and generous welcome from my teaching partner, it was the...
