When I am being frivolous as today, I spend my time looking at beautiful things, like sunshine on the snow, how it sparkles magically deceiving us into thinking how lovely it would be to put our footprints down never minding the ghastly windchill and how it might…
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December’s arrival tiptoes softly in laying down quietly on your doorstep and calmly waits for you to notice… much difficulty sleeping of late, bothered by unruly sinus congestion has me slightly panicking in the night trying to breathe now this morning seems to have plugged up one ear ugh! also,…
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My week began with the all too familiar internal toil of pushing through clouds trying hard not to destroy myself with chatter willingly drawing in, in gentle intentioned loving kindness words and familiar phrases to ease myself through and repeating the same for you end of week, my inbox fills…
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This morning I finish a book by a highly accomplished, much determined quite inspiring, creative woman written about a dark and difficult time in her life but coming out the other sidelovinglyand I finish it with that all familiar sigh… what is it you want in…
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Yesterday on a walk through the garden it occurs to me that I don’t much like October or really, I guess… it’s the season that gets to me the gardens start to look a bit haggard colours have dulled to brown and rotty not much new to spot on…
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To go out and stand for a time looking up at the top of a tree in stillness taking this in to breathe deeply filling one’s lungs to full and holding it there then gracefully and with ease to let…
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“There’s your shot right there, he says, where’s your camera!?! “like it is somehow always attached the current point of focus this little red bugalthough my first shot, when I grab itis a ladybugwho has caught my eye so brilliantly vibrant in the morning…
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Last night, shaken awake by a wild ruckus down the street much yelling and screaming that went on into the wee, wee hours finally and thankfully attended to by police this morning, the dog will not allow me to sleep in so I am up… like a bear and I tell my…
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When I was quite small, I was fairly severely punished for being a slow eater to my memory, more than a few times at the place where I currently work the speed of tasks is often mentioned at what can be accomplished and just how many minutes, it should take …
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It could happen that in the morning you have (not so unexpectedly) awoken the bear after a fitful sort of night sugar indulged night sweats and a sore neck it will stay with you, this bear carrying flashing signs of trauma and shame attaching them to your heels to drag behind, as if being…
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