No stranger has been in my condo today but I find my screen on a horizontal, not vertical plain. I recall long ago having posted a recipe for correcting an upside down screen but it kind of presupposed that a mischief maker had done the trick. If you know how I can get upright again please tell me 
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Another Beginning
Published March 26, 2017 by Nan MykelSorry, I didn’t mean to mislead you with hopes for a rosy post. I’m just “cleaning out” my papers again and came across the following which is the beginning of a story I never finished, from 1-4-98, titled “Something About Ida.”
At 62, Ida was an imposing old girl, having inherited her large frame from her mother’s father and her seeming aloofness from her father. Not a very nice person, but she meant to be. She was an enigma to herself, and others often dismissed her as being too complex and self-centered.
A woman of many talents, she has come to believe if not totally accept that in some aspects she is irrevocably stunted. As she sees it, her task is to live a life of integrity, while allowing for her very real and intransigent shortcomings.
At times she wonders if her view of her shortcomings is a cop out. Is her perception of her developmental hang-ups pathological or not? She grasps for an analogy when reflecting on this. Like a man carving himself out of a block of wood: is he a block of wood with delusions of grandeur or a creative spirit working to free himself from his unconscious?
MY MIRROR IS A LIAR
Published March 23, 2017 by Nan MykelFor d’Verse–tho when I looked earlier I saw no Mar 23 listed as Open Link.
MY MIRROR iS A LIAR
It is my fifth birthday and
I am in pigtails, swinging
on the garage door,
wondering if I will still
be me
when I am grown.
Seventy-five years later,
I am.
Nostalgic for a place where my pain belonged
Published March 23, 2017 by Nan MykelThanks for sharing such an important part of you. I could not have made it through graduate school without a strong strong outpatient therapy group. I’m reblogging this gem.
In the past few weeks, I’ve felt like each time the spring sunshine warmed me, it also drenched me in nostalgia. Fewer words more aptly describe a feeling than this one. Nostalgia is about more than recollection; it is about the bittersweet nature of specific memories.
I’m nerdy about language, so out of curiosity I looked up the etymology of this word. It’s roots are in the Greek ‘nostos’, meaning ‘to return home’ and ‘algos’, meaning ‘pain’. It evolved into a term for homesickness. I guess that still holds true today, because it tends to relate to a longing for something it isn’t possible to have. Whether that’s re-experiencing a moment of happiness or returning to a far away place we still love.
I found some resonance in the roots of this word today. That’s because what I am nostalgic about right now was a time both of intense pain…
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How to show support to a child loss survivor
Published March 23, 2017 by Nan MykelSo clear and well-written! It should be helpful to many. And you show much compassion for others.
Imprisoned — 1986 Poem
Published March 22, 2017 by Nan MykelIMPRISONED
Touch the little bugs in the garden
and they roll into tight balls.
The possum plays dead to the world,
and the turtle hides inside his cell.
And the man? Somebody is
in need of help, but he sits
there daring you to help,
a tough guy, inmate, con,
you name it.
His mama’s baby boy. But he
don’t need no help. Just sits
there, indifferent, on his bunk,
tough guy, all alone
in the crowded dorm.
His mama’s baby boy; tough
turtle doing troubled time.
Hopeless Still. Trying Still.
Published March 20, 2017 by Nan MykelWe’re here with you!
The Most Important Post You Will Read This Week: Re-blog of re-blog (sort of)
Published March 20, 2017 by Nan MykelI will not post anything again for a while today, unless there is breaking news. You need time to read this article in full.
It is a long article by Jane Mayer of the New Yorker, who has written major books about the dark money fueling rightwing politics.
The article is an in-depth analysis of the role of billionaire Robert Mercer and his daughter Rebekah in the creation of the Trump presidency.
It is a long read. It is an important read, to understand the threat to our democracy posed by the power of unaccountable billionaires.
It is fascinating, like watching a car crash, in this case, a political tragedy.
It begins with the shocking news that Patrick Caddell, who long ago was a pollster for Jimmy Carter, is now helping Trump behind the scenes.
Then it gets into the life and personality and actions of Robert Mercer, a…
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Therapists must stop peddling “Recovery” as a Holy Grail-Re-blog
Published March 20, 2017 by Nan MykelHope some therapists are following your blog! I’m re-blogging.
Dear Friends
Do you sometimes feel frustrated with your Therapist? I’m sorry to say that, in a selfish way, I hope you can relate to this little story.
I’m looking for a new therapist and I had an initial phone call with a woman who presented on the internet as experienced and wise. I explained that I was 57 and that my father began the sexual abuse when I was 6. I was inviting her to recognise that I had survived for over half a century. I explained that I had experienced numerous therapists; and that I had made progress with them in working through different aspects of my life. I explained to this wise woman that I do best when I have a long-term relationship with a therapist with whom I can do pieces of work whenever the need arises. I explained that I generally do okay but at 57…
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Have we forgotten? A Lucky otters re-blog
Published March 18, 2017 by Nan MykelTruer today than ever.
Wise words from a Republican: