The human mind is very much like the hard drive on a computer, it collects
data in the form of charges. Things happen which leave their mark.
What we can’t be with, what we resist becomes magnified and intensified by
virtue of the power of our animus.
Like the Chinese Finger Puzzle, we become trapped by resistance.
3/22/04
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)