what if today…
What if today, it’s not in me to fight what if I just leave you to your nasty politics and misfired outrage what if today, I don’t feel up to stepping in, standing up for my rights what if I…
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a very grand love affair…
Once again I find myself, absolutely besotted with a book of course.. well, there is this thing where I am in love with books but sometimes there is a certain book, whose title I have read or heard whose cover…
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every day…
This is my companion today as I went out for my walk of quiet gratitude in the garden among the flowers this young cardinal sits in the tree above me chin tilted up, beak open and as I repeatedly snap…
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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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vistor’s (with wings) most welcome…
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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in further studies of me… as flower
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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to sifting through words…
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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again you know, if I had been smart…
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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c’mon down to funky town…
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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