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


Archived Post September 2008

September 7, 2008

Follow In Memoriam David Paul Cooper     “‘Can you not drive off death?  I will give all my possessions for a moment more of time.’  Queen Elizabeth of England cried out to her maids of honor, on her deathbed.”   When Death Comes by Keith Harris             Once again, I...
Read More »

Archived Post August 2008

August 6, 2008

Follow A Hero Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods? Where’s the street-wise Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need. I need...
Read More »

Archived Post May 2008

May 7, 2008

Follow Happy Birthday Israel!               By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion. There on the poplars we hung our harps, for there our captors asked us for songs, our tormentor demanded songs of joy; they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”  ...
Read More »

Archived Post April 2008

April 1, 2008

Follow April 2008 Sweetie Okay – What About Boy?  You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life. ~ Sir Winston Churchill ~ The Democratic National Party wrote Kate last week asking for money.  I am certain they wrote her, in response to my recent...
Read More »

Archived Post March 2008

March 7, 2008

Follow March 2008 Hallowed Ground Here beside a great oak tree I counted the corpses of fifteen men… The blue and the gray were mingled together… It was no uncommon thing to see the bodies of Federal and Confederate lying side by side as though they had bled to death while...
Read More »

Archived Post February 2008

February 4, 2008

Follow February 2008 Does Failure Negate the Attempt? “Tis a lesson you should heed, Try, try again.  If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.  ~ W. E. Hickson ~ I started this article, several weeks back, writing: I voted for Rudy.  I was not sure until the moment I...
Read More »

Archived Post January 2008

January 1, 2008

Follow I Have Never Made a Chocolate Soufflé   “It is a sin not to do what one is capable of doing.” ~ Jose Marti ~ Traditionally, the concept of a new year brings the hope of change.  It is a time when we reflect on the past and look forward...
Read More »

Archived Post December 2007

December 3, 2007

Follow Brown Paper Packages   Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings These are a few of my favorite things . . . Oscar Hammerstein II   One of our most beloved Christmas traditions is to watch The...
Read More »

Archived Post November 2007

November 7, 2007

Follow Road Trips   The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page. ~ St. Augustine ~               I began life on the road.  My parents had left Cuba, for the last time, in April of 1961, shortly after Fidel Castro had declared that...
Read More »

Archived Post October 2007

October 7, 2007

Follow October 2007 The Browning of America In the United States, September 15 – October 15, is considered Hispanic Heritage month.  I have to start, by wondering, if I am the only one who has an issue with thirty-one days, from two different months, being combined to create what is being...
Read More »



Art


Copy Protected by Chetan's WP-Copyprotect.