LAURIE ROCKENBECK
My personal and random blog
Drive-By Metta
I don't even pretend to be Buddhist. But, when my friend, Barbara, spoke at church recently she passed on this interesting concept that she'd learned through the folks at the Great Vow Zen monastery. "Drive-by Metta." Metta seems to have been defined to varying...
Leftovers
I'm not a huge fan of leftovers. I think it comes down to the fact that, with three older brothers, we simply didn't have them very often. Anything not eaten wasn't eaten for a reason, usually the "yuck" factor. I recall having leftover spaghetti, but my mom would cut...
“C” is for Cookie
Growing up a Navy brat has its disadvantages. One of them being that my dad was never stationed close to Montana where his and my mother's families lived. Most of my aunts and uncles lived in Montana, and all our family reunions have been in Montana. As a consequence,...
Short-shorts
A short time Central Park could provide inspiration for a dozen stories. Just sitting on one bench for an hour introduced me to a couple of new characters I'm tucking away for later use. We are just two blocks from Central Park, and we are traveling with a...
String Camp
We're in New York while Emma attends a "string camp." Maybe it would be more accurate to say "THE string camp." The list of instructors looks like a who's-who of the violin and fiddle world....
Final Distribution
I was plowing through the fourteen inch stack of mail on my desk when I came across an envelope from the attorney my brother used to get through Mom's estate stuff. A few months ago, I marked the third anniversary of her death in this blog in Marking Time. Anyone...
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