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


Perfect Post Cards – Picture and a Thousand Words

April 19, 2017

Old North Bridge and Battle Monument     “The Old North Bridge spans the Concord River at the battle ground. Originally it was a wooden structure and of recent years a concrete bridge was erected patterned after the old one.”   A visit to the Minute Man National Historic Park is a stop outside of...
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In Nature

April 18, 2017

A Bit of Paradise       There are people, places, and things, which often leave one with more questions than answers; such was this stop in Pennsylvania, near Wiley’s Bridge, No. 19.         The stone building beckoned us to stop, and explore both the interior of the structure and the surrounding...
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Holiday’s

April 16, 2017

Happy Easter “When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so that they might go to anoint Jesus’ body. Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise, they were on their way to the tomb and they asked each other, “Who will roll the stone...
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Because I Can

April 14, 2017

  When on the Road     I do not have a good explanation for why it has taken me so long to begin to compile this list; but after too many bad meals, worse hotels, and aimless searches for a food truck in Fayetteville, which we are certain is parked in place that...
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Holiday’s

April 10, 2017

A Blessed Passover     “On that day tell your son, ‘I do this because of what the Lord did for me when I came out of Egypt.’ This observance will be for you like a sign on your hand and a reminder on your forehead that this law of the Lord is to...
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A View from the Road

April 8, 2017

The Crosses at Strasburg     We saw these crosses from the road, in Strasburg, Virginia. The two poles, on either side of the center cross, fly the American Flag.     We pulled off of the road, to take a closer look, and I saw this box for prayer requests. I did not...
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Art

April 5, 2017

To love a painting is to feel that this presence is… not an object but a voice. ~ Andre Malraux ~    First News of the Battle of Lexington by William Tylee Ranney “The skirmish between Redcoats and Minutemen at Lexington, Massachusetts, on April 19, 1775, signaled the beginning of the American War of...
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The Dialogue

April 3, 2017

  Rainbow “Somewhere beyond the clouds, behind the rain, there are a thousand rainbows. One is finding its way to you.” Slipped into a Thank You card was this page, from a desk calendar, dated Tuesday, April 3, 2001. Recently, when I came across this page, I read it several times, thinking it did...
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From the Editor

April 2, 2017

Men –It is Up to You!   “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful committed citizens can change the world.” ~ Margret Mead ~ Sculpture at the Center for Civil and Human Rights   In Florida, it is not unusual for homes to be built on canals or small lakes, or ponds or...
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Words Worth Thinking About

April 2, 2017

  “Our greatest foes, and whom we must chiefly combat are within.” ~ Miguel Cervantes ~ “Don Quixote of Talavera, glazed pottery tile, 1929. Donated to the Houston Public Library of Senorita Esperanza Velasquez Bringas of the Library Department, Ministry of Education, Mexico.”
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