Carol's Musings

Ernest prayers do get answered. When I was pregnant, I begged God for a boy. I felt that a girl would mirror my ridiculously painful childhood, and I just was...

Are you aware enough to notice a karmic slap when it happens to you? I’ve been lucky that way. The Universe wastes no time in delivering that painful lesson, and...

Recently I had to work with someone who has been vehemently outspoken about her political persuasion. We are in the same industry. When I realized she would be part of...

It is the kind of love poets struggle to capture, a love that ignites the soul and leaves it gasping for air. It is longing and connection, ecstasy and devastation....

She was an elementary school classmate when my family lived in ‘the projects’. Her family lived in the nicer homes in Riverview. She had an older brother who had already...