Cristina Jill

Late Ripeness “Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, I felt a door opening in me and I entered the clarity of early morning. One after another my former lives were departing, like ships, together with their sorrow. And the countries, cities, gardens, the bays of seas assigned to my brush came closer, ready now to be described better than they were before. I was not separated from people, grief and pity joined us. We forget - I kept saying - that we are all children of the King. For where we come from there is no division into Yes and No, into is, was, and will be. We were miserable, we used no more than a hundredth part of the gift we received for our long journey. Moments from yesterday and from centuries ago - a sword blow, the painting of eyelashes before a mirror of polished metal, a lethal musket shot, a caravel staving its hull against a reef - they dwell in us, waiting for a fulfillment. I knew, always, that I would be a worker in the vineyard, as are all men and women living at the same time, whether they are aware of it or not.” ~ Czeslaw Milosz ~ My name is Cristina Jill Mosqueda Cooper. I pause looking at my name, and think about how much there is to explain with those words alone. My mother gave me a name to use in each of my worlds, Cristina for my Cuban life, and Jill for the American life. I suppose it is there were the paradoxes of my life began. I have been many things in my life, from a housekeeper to a high school history teacher; but no matter what else I did, I was always a writer. I love words and the power and passion which they can be used to create. I love reading words, writing words, speaking words, and listening to words – especially words from people that I love and respect. It is my desire to live life on my own terms, and willingly or not, I have paid the price demanded, by the world, to be myself. I share my life with Kate, with whom I have lived for the last 23 years, and Miss Merry Margaret, our little mutt who really is the world’s most perfect dog. I also travel, cook, garden, sculpt, and make large messes doing all of the above. Welcome to my world, that is all for now.

Web Site: http://thatisallfornow.com


The Poet’s Corner

April 15, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

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Public Square

April 11, 2010

Follow The President Woodrow Wilson House     “You are not here merely to make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement.  You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish...
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From the Editor

April 7, 2010
From the Editor

Follow “The writer must believe that what he is doing is the most important thing in the world. And he must hold to this illusion even when he knows it is not true.” ~John Steinbeck~ Are we Faceless without Facebook? “Well, it’s about time! I was wondering how long you were...
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The Poet’s Corner

April 7, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

Follow Did Your Dreams Let You Down How are you? The question was simple enough, but you did not answer. I am well, should have effortlessly rolled off your lips; instead you were silent. Did you have a Happy Birthday, I ask? I see the drooping streamers, burst balloons, and half...
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Travel

April 1, 2010

Follow   For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake.  The great affair is to move. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson ~     Regardless of Why We travel for business, obligation, and pleasure. I believe that the goal should be to find...
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From the Editor

March 29, 2010
From the Editor

Follow         “The writer must believe that what he is doing is the most important thing in the world. And he must hold to this illusion even when he knows it is not true.”   ~John Steinbeck~   I knew when I decided to use the photograph of...
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The Poet’s Corner

March 29, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

Follow Unkind The years were not kind to us. I do not know you anymore; and you never knew me. You are just a memory. I wish that you were more, but you are not. We could not survive the passing seasons; there have been those muted sparks, flickering for a...
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The Dalia Award

March 26, 2010
The Dalia Award

Follow “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” ~ Luke 6:31 ~              Do you know someone who goes beyond the call of duty?  Do you know someone who extends themselves for the benefit of others?  Do you know someone who is considerate and thoughtful, when no...
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The Poet’s Corner

March 26, 2010
The Poet’s Corner

Follow A Secret Life We say our prayers, kiss goodnight, and off you go to sleep tight. I run away into my words. Not just my words, but all of the words. I read them, I write them, and recite them. I find comfort Someone has come before me, and already...
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Public Square

March 25, 2010
Public Square

Follow     “A man who never lost himself in a cause bigger than himself has missed one of life’s mountaintop experiences.   Only in losing himself does he find himself.” ~ Richard Milhouse Nixon ~     In Public Square we seek to share information about non profit organizations and...
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