Category Archives: Transitions

How soon can I get it?

Posted on April 17, 2017 by Susacadia

A simple image, but hard to remember. Knowledge doesn’t come instantly. Practice doesn’t make perfect, it just makes better. There is no line in the sand, because sand shifts. My kids have entered the Peace Corps and I have quoted … Continue reading →

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Changing the world–a two sided equasion

Posted on April 5, 2016 by Susacadia

“ ‘I wish I had known I wasn’t going to change the world,’ I’ve heard others say.” – http://passport.peacecorps.gov/2014/06/16/the-5-things-i-wish-i-had-known-before-joining-peace-corps/ – shared this morning in the FaceBook group Peace Corps Northeast. The writer goes on to describe the small ways her … Continue reading →

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Rafe–For Want of a Toe

Posted on January 28, 2016 by Susacadia

Rafe sat on the bench, a neckerchief stuffed in the gap where her toe once lived, waiting her turn. Other recruits drifted past, peered at her bloody rag. Some kept their distance. Other fetched up in little knots, glancing her … Continue reading →

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Wandering in a group and alone

Posted on June 27, 2015 by Susacadia

The first whiff of diesel and hot rubber smacked into us as the air conditioned bus unloaded in the center of Rabat, Morocco. It was like coming home. Bags were piled in front of an arched gate in a stone … Continue reading →

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A Song Unsung

Posted on June 17, 2015 by Susacadia

The first thing Andrette said to me, once our parents had abandoned us to our future as roommates, was “You’ve got no Soul.” “What? I have a soul!” I wasn’t being purposefully obtuse. It was 1968, and I’m sure Andrette … Continue reading →

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Rafe–Return Day

Posted on January 1, 2015 by Susacadia

It was Return Day, forty-seven days past Solstice, and the town of Riverside had been living in Winter Home for close to seventy. The worst of the winter storms has passed and herdsmen reported that the ewes were near lambing. … Continue reading →

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Giving and Memory

Posted on November 30, 2014 by Susacadia

Memories rise up from odd places. The donation request was for supporting an 11 year old student, with the goal to provide future leaders in Palestine with an education that includes the Quaker focus on reconciliation and achieving peace. It … Continue reading →

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Pigs Passing

Posted on October 26, 2014 by Susacadia

The pigs have passed through our lives and on toward their eventual purpose as dinner. I’ve tried to be sad about this, and, while I’m not gleeful, I’m not particularly morose either. Andrew, who did much of their caretaking, is … Continue reading →

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What’s Your Daddy Do?

Posted on October 12, 2014 by Susacadia

Before I started school at age six and a half, I had little knowledge of what people did for jobs. I knew about the elevator operator in Cherry and Webb’s. He had a big brass lever that turned around an … Continue reading →

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Crowd-Chops–Where they gone to?

Posted on September 28, 2014 by Susacadia

I’ve lost my crowd-chops. Again. Two days at the Common Ground Fair in Unity, Maine taught me that. Truth be told, I haven’t had them for years, since well before I took up the life of a near solitary, living … Continue reading →

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