Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Feeding the Spirit
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I had no idea, when I decided to lug the recycling up to the bin tonight, that a full moon was waiting for me at the top of our winding path. It peeked at me from between the trees, but then BOO! there it was, resting just above the silhouetted hill in front of our house, shining bold and bright and…
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When I asked my mom what she wanted for her birthday last year, she thought for a minute, then said "More time." I had a feeling it would be the last birthday we celebrated with her on earth; I think she knew it would be. And who knows… maybe she got her birthday wish. Maybe…
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"…remember someone said that God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December…." ~J.M. Barrie, "Courage" (The Rectorial Address Delivered at St. Andrews University, 1922 May 3rd) There are some days when the not-so-sweet! seems to overshadow the sweet! Yesterday was one of those days. First, I heard of the passing of…
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A few days ago, I traded my phone for an umbrella when I took Belle for our morning run/walk down our dirt road. And that's why I don't have a photo of the most beautiful rainbow … a perfect arch above the horizon, and below it, a summer-blue sky that winked at me from behind stormy gray clouds,…
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This evening I did something I haven't done in a long, long time…. I sat in my rocking chair on my back deck and watched the sun set. It wasn't a dramatic sunset, like the one in this photo. Just a deepening blue sky with a few wispy pink clouds dancing above the treetops. But…
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Each year I have a guiding word. A mascot. Last year it was "Embrace". It's hard to describe how a guiding word comes to be. It's a connection… sort of a message of what I need to focus on in the coming year. This year I tried on a few that might seem a little…
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The last few days have been a wonderful blur of unfamiliar activity for me… hours away from my computer and phone, spent mostly in my kitchen, measuring flour and sugar, warming up ovens, with timers beeping, beeping, beeping, and dishes piling up in the sink. I spent one day making cookies and fudge, another day getting casseroles and…
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I think it's time, don't you? Somewhere I read that everything we do, every simple action or word, sends an energy into the world, either positive or negative, ultimately contributing to either war or peace. We can point fingers and lay blame, but to some degree each one of us carries that responsibility…
Long Hollow 