Do unto others as you would have them do unto you

I care about people. I do my best to always practice the Golden Rule: “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”

I value a partner who is compassionate and caring. And that he knows how to cook.

My true friends are loyal, intelligent, kind, witty and supportive. We enjoy a good laugh.

I can be impatient.

I am in awe of writers who have the ability to take the reader on a roller coaster of emotions by the power and force of the written word.

Eating a bag of Lay’s potato chips every night and not worrying about clogged arteries or high cholesterol.

Sitting next to someone on a fully booked airplane who believes they should share their terrible cold with you.

I would like to be Rosemary Barton, on CBC’s Power and Politics.

When I was a child I couldn’t wait for the first fall of snow. Now I can’t wait for the snow to melt. My joints would love a warm climate. Antigua, my mom’s birthplace, would be ideal.

I don’t think I have a favourite colour. I am drawn to purple, red, black, yellow, white and pale blue.

I love cats. My beloved cat Angel died in June 2015. We had many cats when I was a child. We also had

a few dogs but cats rule.
Your favourite poet(s):

Maya Angelou, George Elliott Clarke and William Shakespeare

Lawrence Hill and Cecil Foster

Aminata, the central character in The Book of Negroes, was a strong, intelligent, courageous and determined woman. Those are qualities I admire.

My friend and mentor Beverly Mascoll who at the age of 59 died from breast cancer. She was a successful entrepreneur who believed in social justice and giving back to community. Also Viola Desmond, Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, Pope Francis, President Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama, Rev. Archbishop Desmond Tutu

On the rare occasions when I eat meat, I enjoy a delicious Oxtail dinner. I love salmon and my brother-in-law’s Barbadian hot and spicy fishcakes. Martinis made by Paddy are good. But my favourite drink is white cranberry juice, straight up.

My greatest fear is not knowing who I am.

I wish I had the natural ability to learn and speak many languages.

As a baby boomer, I must admit I think about the final destination none of us can avoid. How I want to get there

today might be different from how I want to arrive there tomorrow. One thing I do know, I want to be ready just like the Old Negro Spiritual says, “I want to be ready, my Lord, to walk in Jerusalem, just like John.”
Your present state of mind:

I attended the Monteverdi’s Vespers of 1610 directed by Paul Halley today (April 17, 2016). The noise and chatter in my mind was replaced by the solemn music of the Kings Chapel Choir. I am at peace. I can hear the still small voice. How beautiful.