March 9, 2019 Journal entry by Robin Isaacs — 8 hours agoI’m lying here at BI Hospital in semi-comfort thanks to the pain pills. I’m also extremely spacey so I can’t be 100% sure of all that I’m thinking or saying. Yep! I’m lying in my own double-wide-shared room in the surgical wing. As if having both a … Continue reading When Will We Ever Learn?
Warriors in the World
Journal entry by Robin Isaacs — February 15, 2019 One of the brave things about being a warrior in the world is to surround myself with stage-4 dear ones like me. When I say ‘warrior’ I never think of it as a war against anything. To me it is an opening toward ourselves, from the inside out, a gutsy bravery … Continue reading Warriors in the World
Stepping Stones
There are always ups and downs, beginnings and endings, yet as long as we are still ‘above the daisies’, a favorite pithy expression that my mom used to say, change can happen. I’ve been in an utter chemo funk. It’s not about the bald head. The IV-infusions totally mess with my ability to remember what … Continue reading Stepping Stones
Healing Garden Group Poems
Here are the group poems we created yesterday. Each person started with a blank piece of paper and wrote the first line that only the next person could read, comment on and then, fold over. There were 5 of us, therefore 5-pieces of paper were being passed around. We began and ended with our own … Continue reading Healing Garden Group Poems
Oh Holy, okay, Crappy Night!
Journal entry by Robin Isaacs — Dec 27, 2018 What’s the worst thing about getting chemo on Christmas Eve? NOT getting chemo on Christmas Eve because my blood count decided to totally tank to levels I’ve never before experienced. I had absolutely no say in the matter. I’ve been staying away from crowds, eating pretty well (thanks, Alice, … Continue reading Oh Holy, okay, Crappy Night!
Smooth Sailing on the Deep Blue Sea at BIDMC
Journal entry by Robin Isaacs — Dec 11, 2018 After spending four of the last 8-days at various appointments at my ‘home-hospital’ where Kate and Jen were born, I must remark about how deep and blue and navigable the calm waters have been since last week’s chemo reaction. I was so kindly held by my team yesterday. Whenever … Continue reading Smooth Sailing on the Deep Blue Sea at BIDMC
The Chemo Wars
Mission Accomplished How can I not honor one of the most civil presidents we’ve ever had. I’m mostly thinking about his days long after his presidency, when Bill Clinton moved into the Oval Office. Different parties. Much different styles. Yet George H.W. Bush left a beautifully crafted letter of hope and encouragement on his successor’s desk to … Continue reading The Chemo Wars
Being Fully Human; The Three Marks of Existence
The Wheel of Dharma Journal entry by Robin Isaacs — Nov 29, 2018 To be fully human we must somewhere, somehow be fortunate enough to hear about the three marks of existence. If our minds are ripe enough to take in a sliver of their meaning, even the surface swells of wisdom they radiate, then we feel curious … Continue reading Being Fully Human; The Three Marks of Existence
The Third Rail
Journal entry by Robin Isaacs — Nov 12, 2018 The first song I learned to play on the guitar was ‘If I Had a Hammer”. I was ten years old and already a bleeding-heart liberal, hammering out justice, freedom and love, on my cousin, John’s classical-neck, double pick board, vintage 000-28 Martin guitar. He taught me three chords … Continue reading The Third Rail