Category Archives: Day-to-Day Encounters

Musings arising from my everyday encounters with situations, people, and stuff, and probing their deep meaning for all humankind.

Call Centres, Street Theatre, and Guys Named Bubba

Posted on 18 October 2015 by Isabel Gibson

Thoughts about an encounter with a call centre lead to a new appreciation for the complexities of the global economy, my own inadequacies, and the dangers of annoying anyone named Bubba. Continue reading →

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Lollygaggers & Neurological Deficits

Posted on 19 July 2015 by Isabel Gibson

Musings about neurological deficits, prompted by my proven inability to recognize vehicles. Even my own. Continue reading →

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Life is a Purse

Posted on 17 August 2014 by Isabel Gibson

Sitting in an airport holding pen, I look up, disoriented. Have I missed my flight? As panic rises, the thinking part of my brain rouses. Reluctantly. Sluggishly. Continue reading →

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Black is the New Clear

Posted on 13 July 2014 by Isabel Gibson

Like Sally, I just want my tea the way I want it – oh, and the rest of society, too, while we’re at it.   Clear, please. There is a short pause and then a disarmingly frank admission. I’m sorry. … Continue reading →

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6 Times More Confused!

Posted on 01 June 2014 by Isabel Gibson

Having more choices in paper towels is not a good thing. What were the marketers thinking? I stop briefly in the grocery store aisle. We’re out of paper towels and I’m looking to buy. What could be simpler? I have, … Continue reading →

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White Socks & The First Thing

Posted on 20 April 2014 by Isabel Gibson

I didn’t mean to end up on the nude beach on my daily walk. Honest.   White socks are the first thing I see. OK, maybe not the first thing. After an extended desert sojourn, I am visiting a place … Continue reading →

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Degrees of Connection

Posted on 15 December 2013 by Isabel Gibson

Blair? I turn, in some surprise. I don’t usually answer to ‘Blair’ but the chatty guy behind me in line has just identified the first name of my nephew-by-marriage. How did two strangers arrive at this point? Thanks for asking.

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Mix, Match; Repeat

Posted on 01 December 2013 by Isabel Gibson

Two encounters over the space of 20+ years give me food for thought about my relationship with clothing. And how I handle presumptuous comments. You don’t care much about clothes, do you? I turn to look at the well-turned-out guy … Continue reading →

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The Princess & the Hygienist

Posted on 27 October 2013 by Isabel Gibson

A real-live princess gives a clinic in working a room and being in the moment; my real-live hygienist gives one in working my mouth and (I hope) being in that moment. Where’s a real-live Buddhist when you want to talk … Continue reading →

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