“It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being.” ~…
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Repeatedly on play in my head these days is a very real need for me to reduce things things in my house things in my body and often, things in my head humidity is returning, it’s sticky and kind of…
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“Behave so the aroma of your actions may enhance the general sweetness of the atmosphere.” ~ Henry David Thoreau Yesterday, I take a walk outside the only sounds are the birds and a faraway airplane lost in thought I…
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A day that begins in reflection of two wondrous things, that touch my morning one of which is this, from Frederick Buechner, “The life that I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another,…
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This morning I am reading in my book by Brother David Steindl-Rast, about his life growing up in Austria. I am currently between the years 1936-1948, the time of Nazi occupation and World War. Families and children disappearing quickly. At…
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So this post is by way of a book review and it comes with the utmost heartfelt gratitude to the author of such a book as this: Rumi and The Red Handbag by the lovely Shawna Lemay. But first just…
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This morning I am so socked in from my allergies that I can hardly breathe in and as per most mornings, the fingers on my right hand are very slow to move feeling so very bone tired this week, I…
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as before me there was you… before me, there was my sister. indeed, I would say my first friend, my protector, my confidant. my magic, my shared sense of wonder and curiosity my person to emulate, and oh so very…
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I can tell l when I am holding on too tightly when my grip is too firm when my feet hurt from being on them because I am standing much too hard on the earth I try to be…
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This morning first thing, I’m standing at the kitchen sink to brush my teeth, (yes, I am indeed a little strange) I look out the window at the trumpet vine and up into the pine tree and I marvel at…
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