Mikki Brisk

    I think I’ve written about my friend Carrie before, and how she’s a tennis judge. She’s worked her way up and down through the years, and is reaping some beautiful benefits.   Wimbledon. This is Carrie’s first time…

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    I am quite enamored with the Earth on this fine day. Tomatoes are growing, along with the mint and basil. When I look outside my back door I see green leaves and hear a multitude of birds. Pollen…

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    Today is the shortest day of the year. It is also the official beginning of Winter.   I send you warm and sincere wishes for a glorious winter. I hope this day, though it be short, finds you…

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    Dear Santa,   Seasons greetings! Hope your December is going well and that you’re taking care of yourself. “The Big Show” is coming on fast, and you need your strength. So when Mrs. C. puts a bowl of…

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    I forget. Often. Not where I left my keys or the phone. Not my name or where I live. I forget joy.   It’s an ugly habit, forgetting joy. I am blessed beyond words and yet I often…

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    Yesterday I watched a youtube video that made me cry tears of joy.   Apparently, Ms. Kristin Chenowith performed at the Hollywood Bowl on Friday night (I wasn’t there). At some point, she brought a random audience member…

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    At my best, I seek out joy. Positivity. Smiles. I prefer me at my best, and I love feeling joy. Feeling positive. Smiling.   On this day, I found one of those smiles. Hiding in plain sight.  …

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      Some time soon I’ll stop going on and on about moving. But not quite yet…   Yesterday was the first day in a while when I woke and didn’t have to pull on crappy clothes and go…

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