If your joints are aching a bit more than usual this season, or if your daily walk to the plaza has started to feel like an obstacle course, you are not alone. Living in Ajijic has always required a unique relationship with the ground beneath our feet. Our iconic empedrado (cobblestone) streets are a defining
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Fidora Fidora sits on my lap as if this is where she has always belonged. There is no negotiation in it, no asking permission. Her weight settles, warm and certain, and soon the purring begins—low, steady, a small engine of contentment. Her paws knead as if the world were still soft enough to shape, as
A letter to my fellow Agenarians I want to ask a simple question; one I suspect many of us carry quietly. So much of what is called progress no longer feels personally relevant. The past has been lived. The future no longer presses. The present is shaped largely by what life has already given. Am
Waiting On The Sequel By John Thomas Dodds It dawned on me one morning, watching the cloud train moved along the length of Lake Chapala, east to west, from the deep end to shallow end, scurried along by the sun tying up its Nike’s for a run across the heavens, my life is a
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Language of Love By John Thomas Dodds I don’t have the words to tell you how much I love you, but this I know: I am not at fault for trying, for Pablo Neruda, who in the still of night, with his sonnets, ripped the future words from my mind, giving them to Matilda.
A Sneaky Twitch Of An Itch By John Thomas DoddsBook Review by Clare Gearhart Here’s a real grandparent’s delight for the Holiday Season! It’s hard to read all the way through this book without feeling the urge to scratch or rub some spot that wasn’t tingling a moment ago! Sneakily, the Twitch of an Itch,
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The Walk to the Paradise Garden By John Thomas Dodds Paradise Gardens are the places that hold an energy of Love, once planted there it never leaves. You can come back to it time and time again, it’s like you’ve never been away. Having cultivated on your journey to Paradise Garden the art
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Senescent Choices By John Thomas Dodds Life it seems is what I wake up with. All of a sudden it is today. Sure, I have a few aches and pains. Daily, my body expands and flattens, my feet grow wider as I shrink. Not going gently into the night bits and pieces fall apart,
Language of Love By John Thomas Dodds I don’t have the words to tell you how much I love you, but this I know: I am not at fault for trying, for Pablo Neruda, who in the still of night, with his sonnets, ripped the future words from my mind, giving them to Matilda.
When Dawn Breaks Acrossthe Stillness of the Night By John Thomas Dodds When dawn breaks across the stillness of the night, and daylight filters through dreams of all we have pleasured and pained, we are there for each other unboundedly wrapped in arms and legs, anchored to the soft and wonderful, a wedded link
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