while outside my window…
To begin the day, before I am wanting to be awake I flip the bird to the morning creeping in my window well, not specifically to the morning, but rather to the person who is honking their horn outside on…
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To begin the day, before I am wanting to be awake I flip the bird to the morning creeping in my window well, not specifically to the morning, but rather to the person who is honking their horn outside on…
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Yesterday, while I am at work, my husband is home fixing for me, a couple of leaky taps in and out, the gate is open as he steps outside, he sees before him a dog who has just emerged from…
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When every day becomes the practice of letting go of things.. old things, no longer useful things old beliefs old certainties old wishes extra things and excess things and things that just don’t serve things thought to be in our…
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Today I am writing words in my head far too many at once all milling around, brushing past in flashes bumping into each other a song I have recently discovered has carved its place in my heart the words and…
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This morning I say to my love, as he comes in – “if I had been smart… “ (a familiar statement, and so he laughs) full to the brim with enthusiasm from the book on my lap “if I had…
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Hormones are hard. I’m just going to put it out there. And sometimes the natural rhythms of life are hard too. I have well and truly hit the funk of August, which happens to be a natural rhythm of life…
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“The reward for being sensitive is that we’re held by the Universe, the way the ocean in its buoyancy holds up a raft.” ~ Mark Nepo These words, and this flower with arms outstretched, and the tiniest heart at…
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In the very centre of things, may you find peace. “As I express my gratitude, I become more deeply aware of it. And the greater my awareness, the greater my need to express it. What happens here is a spiraling…
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