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


In the Wild!

April 24, 2020

The Florida Brown Pelican   I do not believe we are being “imprisoned”; but I do understand and can relate to our desire to be free again. For me it is not just the freedom to leave my house and hit the road; but I long to be free of this unseen virus, which...
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Art

April 15, 2020

To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~   Norte Dame Cathedral, Paris  by Childe Hassam  It has been a year since we all woke up to the news that this beautiful cathedral, a piece of art, in its own right,...
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A View From the Road

April 13, 2020

Authorized Vehicles Only Tow – Away – Zone     This photograph was taken in the City of  Miami Beach; away from the touristy Art Deco and sandy beach part of the city. I have no idea who the boy, sitting on the chain is, or how long he was there, before I came...
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Public Square

April 8, 2020

Center of the 48 States   Lebanon, Kansas is the geographic center of the lower 48 states. Until we came across this sign serendipitously, it had never occurred to me that this was a place I wanted to see!     The plaque on the stone foundation   But it turned out that I...
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From the Editor

April 1, 2020

“Keep Calm and Carry On”     I had been rather excited on February 27, of this year, when I received an email from the Smithsonian, announcing that on April 4th, they would be sponsoring “Free Museum Day”. You know how much I look forward to this day in September, though it usually conflicts...
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March 31, 2020

My Disclaimer: I have to say that I feel torn. Like most publications of this type, I visit and photograph the locations; I share with you, about a year ahead of time. Thus, going forward, for the time being, know that I am strictly adhering to the government’s council to social distance; but I...
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Public Square

March 26, 2020

Boston Irish Famine Memorial   I hope you have never known hunger, true and prolonged hunger, which is not the result of being late to a meal or not having cooked yet or gotten to the grocery store; but rather the kind of hunger which comes when there is no food to be had....
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Nature

March 24, 2020

Ginger (The ginger is to the right of the horse, in the big, black, round pot.) I have harvested a portion of my ginger crop!  Every day I drink a ginger and lemon tea; I often add powdered ginger to pork and chicken;  and of course use it to bake with and as a...
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Poet’s Corner

March 22, 2020

Be Found Will there be another lost generation A different type perhaps But lost never-the-less I know you have already heard it Will this generation step up And be counted on Or fade into the background Never to be heard from In any meaningful way Not much has yet been asked of you But...
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From the Editor

March 22, 2020

Trying to “Keep Calm and Carrying On”   Hello Friends, I know, we are all not friends, but I like to think you are more than just readers, especially during these current times. I wanted to let you know that I have changed the information, which I am sharing on our ThatIsAllForNow.Com Facebook page....
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