Entries by Marta Szabo

Inner Light

SHELTERS IN THE STORM ‘Oh no!’ I thought to myself when my friend told me her husband was stuck at work and we had to delay the Christmas Eve dinner. I stood in the living room smattered with flour and a dish rag on my shoulder wondering to myself, ‘Now what?’ I had just spent […]

Rachel G.

Eating Chinese For Christmas Due to scheduling issues we are just us for Christmas this year. The kids aren’t arriving until the day after and we’re celebrating the day after that. Not an unusual occurrence for our family. Most of their growing up years our girls had to write letters to Santa asking him to […]

Inner Light

I picked C up at his home since it was too rainy for him to ride his motorcycle. I wanted to check out a Blue Christmas mass at St J’s Episcopal and he was curious too. Neither of us had been to this church or this kind of service before. We found a modern space […]

A Little Allergic to Pine Trees

Pagan Holiday Christmas was the holiday we were left out of, our house blank white with its blue shutters and no colored lights, no tree, nothing sparkly. At the choral concert, that last day of school before vacation, where we sang all the songs about hall decking and Bethlehem and Santa’s reindeer there was always […]

Christmas Pot Pie

It’s Christmas Day today. I feel a deep love and also sadness. I reached out yesterday to my 2 sisters and my brother in law to wish them a happy Christmas Eve. I have been estranged from my younger sister for many years, though we have spoken on and off and until April we could […]

Mallor C.

I’m writing now Because if I don’t write now I won’t write later. In the shower earlier All the words fell into place From thin air They flowed Effortlessly Boundlessly Beautifully My wish was for you to read those words But they’re gone I give you these instead

Coffee Drinker

All a jumble in my head realizing I can’t do it all and I don’t care. I’m shifting down like I used to in the old Model A jalopy I learned to drive on. When my folks downsized, my older brother got it, the jalopy. We called her Jilly. She still runs. He tells me […]

Soup Cook

NOT SPEAKING OF SOUP Christmas morning, and I’m making soup From stock, turkey stock cooked down From last night’s feast. Making soup’s a savory slope. Slowly gathering momentum Toward delicately balanced perfection As one adds a bit of this And a pinch of what matters Until, alas, steaming hot Tastes and smells comingle in a […]

Calm Joy

Hello Fellow AloneTogetherers! 🙂 I’m writing in really high spirits which is exceptional, because I dare say, I have never felt so good on Xmas! On the contrary, in the past this might have been some of the lowest points of the year! But this Christmas turned out the way I dreamt in my childhood: […]

SENTIENT BEING

         Samsara is Nirvana, and Vice Versa. (At Least That’s What The Buddhists Say) Last night it was Nirvana all the way.  Christmas Eve in beautiful downtown Woodstock NY, where Christmas lights brightened almost the entire town and Santa Claus was on the village green holding children on his knee while their proud and smiling […]