Gumbo Meditation

Looking back 3 years to see what was happening then. Oh, my. May have to make gumbo for dinner tonight! It’s been along time.

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I have never been able to sit on a cushion and stare at the wall. I’ve tried, trust me…over and over again. I thought it “would be good for me.” Finally a teacher told me that there are many ways to meditate, many ways to practice mindfulness. Perhaps I would do better with a moving meditation?

I haven’t sat still since!

I used to bake fresh bread as a form of relaxation and meditation…kneading the dough until it was as supple, smooth and soft as a newborn baby’s ass. The whole kitchen smelled of yeast, honey and love! I’d set aside a whole afternoon, it was like a vacation day for me. Then I developed a wheat allergy, and all of that was out the window. (deflated sigh)

Last Tuesday I was at my friend Gina’s house for lunch and a confab, and while we talked, she made Gumbo. I have never…

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Happy Thursday!

This week you will find my new article about downsizing and struggling with my feelings over it at:  1010ParkPlace.com. If it’s your first time there, linger a while. The articles are short, well-written, and relevant to women of all ages – but especially so to those of us on the other side of the big Four-Oh.

If you haven’t seen my Travel Blog, here’s this week’s post:   damnedgypsy.com. I look forward to having some great on-the-road adventures and photos to show you as soon as I “get this party started.” But this week I’m still packing!

I really appreciate you reading and sharing. And I especially love to hear from you!
XO Donna



Just One

imageDue to “circumstances beyond my control,” I’ve only been able to publish one post this week, and it’s over on my other site: damnedgypsy.com

I guarantee you it’s a good one, so click the link and head on over there! I’ll tell you next week what’s going on.

Thank you for reading,

XO Donna


I Missed You

Sorry about not posting last week, I was having computer problems – I thought Mercury was out of retrograde, but based on everyone’s complaints, I guess not.

I did manage to post on www.damnedgypsy.com

I’d love you to click the link and check it out. Always a short post with a photo I’ve taken.  And, it goes without saying, I’d be flattered if you want to follow.

❤️ Thank you,

XO Donna


An Apology

Austin by Donna Starnes

Austin by Donna Starnes

For the fantastic weather we are having here in Austin, TX.

We just sent a text to our dear friends in Lincoln, Nebraska when we saw that their high temperature was going to be 27F today.  “Hate to gloat, but it’s 82F here!”  The response was swift and contained an unrepeatable four-letter word.

I have a weather app that tracks the temperatures anywhere, so I have pages for  dear friends, family, and vacation spots. Sitting on my patio, bare legs propped on a chair with the sun shining on them, I can see that it’s only sixteen degrees where Sister #5 lives. And only 63F in Key West, FL – one of our fave places. It’s pretty nice being in the catbird seat, and I am grateful for this glorious winter day.

Days like this explain why people are moving here in droves. It’s exactly why I moved here from New York, after being snowed-in for three days on Valentine’s Day in 1978. Austin was a sleepy little town then, and contrary to what people say, it was not better – just smaller. No traffic, much less people. I think there were about 350,000 then. There are closer to 2M now.

There were almost no decent restaurants then. No good pizza. Not a bagel in sight. Now, there are lots of fabulous restaurants, brewers and distilleries.  But, it took an influx of people to make that happen. Now, there are too many people and too much traffic.

imageWhich is why I really appreciate having this amazing balcony and patio – my little slice of Heaven on a day like today. I don’t have to go anywhere – I can see parts of the river below, cliffs and hills lush with evergreens across the way, and a large swath of cloudless blue sky.

Speaking of colors, I notice my legs are still ghostly white – but there’s self-tanner for that. And it will be cold again next week. The shorts will go back in their drawer. The jeans will come back out.  I’m telling you – living here’s a tough job, but someone’s got to do it!

XO Donna

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