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


Poet’s Corner

October 1, 2018

Standing Watch   The once bright canvas is fading fast. Soon only the brown curled up leaves will remain as they await a gusty wind or the weight of the first snow to plummet them to the ground where they will be crumbled into little pieces to be reclaimed by the earth. The starkly...
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Food

September 27, 2018

One Skillet Supper   This has become one of our most favorite meals; yes, it is tasty, but I also really appreciate how easy it is to throw this dinner together. In my home, I am infamous for finding ways to add vegetables to our diet, inconspicuously!  Thus, things like shredded carrots and zucchini...
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Nature

September 24, 2018

The Fenway Victory Garden – Boston     “The Fenway Victory Gardens are the only remaining, continuously operating World War II Victory Gardens in the United States. Founded in 1942 by the Roosevelt Administration, it was one of over 20 million victory gardens responsible for nearly half of all the vegetable produce during the...
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The Dialogue

September 22, 2018

A Birthday Greeting   I miss her always, but never more than this time of year.  I have no idea when she gave me this card – date everything!      
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In the Wild!

September 20, 2018

A Doe and Her Two Fawns When you live in the forest, yes, I can hear my neighbor’s shuddering at that description, you expect to see wild life.  We have seen quite a bit, though the moose and bear we are waiting for, has so far eluded us; nonetheless, when I looked up, from...
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A View from the Road

September 15, 2018

Motown!   Driving through the streets of Detroit, Michigan, Motor Town (Motown), demands that the radio be a bit louder than normal, and that the music be from Motown’s library of hits that accompanied, at least for me, my childhood. An entirely unassuming building, but talk about a View from the Road, that makes...
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Art

September 12, 2018

To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~      Corn Harvest by Newell Convers Wyeth Autumn is upon us! The vibrancy of these colors shout out to my soul, proclaiming the splendid beauty of the changing season, as busy hands...
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Remembering Nine-Eleven

September 11, 2018

Remembering Nine-Eleven     As I have already shared on these pages, we have made pilgrimages to the three Nine-Eleven Memorials where this nation was attacked, on September 11, 2001. Each site offers a unique perspective and helps us to honor those who were murdered, and reminds us that we must never forget those...
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Holiday’s

September 9, 2018

Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur “Le shanah tovah tikateiv veteichateim,” Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, begins at sundown on September 9th and ends at nightfall on September 11, in 2018.  The New Year is ushered in according to Leviticus 23, with the sounding of the Shophar, calling Jews to seek God’s forgiveness, reflecting...
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From the Editor

September 1, 2018

A Mop by any Other Name Did you know there was such a thing as a Cuban mop? Well there is and it is fabulous. The T shaped mop is two pieces of wood that you wrap a rag around, to mop the floor; once you are done, you simple throw the rag in...
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