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


A View from the Road

January 1, 2021

An Almost Perfect Snow Angel     Taken during sledding down the hill in town, in Maine.   I am not sure why, but for some reason everyone seems to love making snow angels.
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Public Square

December 29, 2020

Strawbery Banke   Have you been wishing for things to go back to the way they were?  I think for most of us, we are only hoping for the world we knew last year. But Strawbery Banke in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, is an outdoor interactive museum, which takes you back a little further. Below...
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The Dialogue

December 27, 2020

Gifts   My sister shared a conversation with me, where she told her daughter to be suspicious of why people give gifts.  As I listened to her speak; I thought about my Mother. My first reaction to my sister’s words was that we were not raised by the same Mother; which of course we...
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Holiday’s

December 25, 2020

Christmas Village 2020 It is hard for me to believe that Christmas is almost over; this year I started thinking about Christmas earlier than normal, it has been my “happy place”. In my Village people are joyful, and do not have to worry about any of the things which have troubled all of us...
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Nature

December 21, 2020

Winter Has Arrived     Regardless of how we may all be feeling, I think we can still appreciate the beauty of a snow covered world, especially on the first day of winter.     I have ventured out, into the backyard, to capture a bit of this winter wonderland. The river behind the house...
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From the Editor

December 1, 2020

Change No, the change we have all been waiting for has not yet come; but I am still hopeful.  Never-the-less, there has been change, whether we wanted it or not, there has been change. As I often do, this year I sent out Thanksgiving Day cards.  I had not bought them last year, after...
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A View from the Road

December 1, 2020

PCH     There are few drives which can compare to the Pacific Coast Highway in California.  She offers you endless miles of beauty and teases you with possible adventures, daring you to continue a few more miles.  What lies down the road?  
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Poet’s Corner

December 1, 2020

An Ice-cream Scoop She is overwhelmed And perhaps in a bit of shock As I extend my hand toward hers Her thank you Are the most sincere words I have ever heard uttered She has been asking the cashier For the total after each item is rung Clutching her wallet Trying to calculate What...
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In the Wild!

November 25, 2020

Mortimore     This is Mortimore; we call him Morti.   I am tempted to say he knows his name, but that is not true.  He does however, know that if he comes to the back door, at Kate’s office, she will get up and feed him. Morti steps aside, not too far away, until...
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Public Square

November 23, 2020

The MacArthur Memorial Duty * Honor * Country   This was a much anticipated stop, which I am so glad we were able to make; the memorial, located in Norfolk, Virginia, pays tribute to General Douglas MacArthur’s life and career. One of the things which made this such an outstanding museum was the General...
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