Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Inspiration and Heroes
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It didn't take me long to break my own Sweet! rule – I didn't post one yesterday. But I've forgiven myself and will just get back on track today with this one… Listening to soulful music sung live and loud by the Shake Russell Trio and Michael Hearne right in my own livingroom, surrounded by…
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My mother, a pony-riding, chin-up champion tomboy, grew up… …to be one of the most beautiful women in the world, inside and out. She's only 17 in the photo above. I certainly didn't look this glamorous, elegant, or self-confident at 17. I'm not sure I ever have! She's a combination of strong,…
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I stepped out this morning to a world, well, not quite washed clean, but at least refreshed. Sometime during the night or this morning, it rained, leaving this puddle full of reflection on the porch like a mysterious gift. The rain settled the dust and I'm trying hard to do likewise with my thoughts that…
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"At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us." ~ Albert Schweitzer My friend Jillsy sent this to me last week – my prize for contributing the most…
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The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate. ~ Opray Winfrey I turned 50 almost two years ago, along with all of the people I went to school with. We spent a fabulous year celebrating one birthday after another, each time celebrating all of us jumping into…
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I spent two days witnessing love and friendship poured back upon a family mourning a husband, father, son, brother, uncle. A whole community grieved over the loss of one man, joined by family and friends who had traveled thousands of miles to pay their respects, impressing upon me visually what an amazing difference one man…
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What do you say when you hear a friend has died? What can you say? How do you dare mourn, or express your own sadness, knowing there's a wife, children, mother, sisters, nieces and more, tied by blood and longer memories than you have to your friend, whose pain you know has got to be…
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I spend a lot of time on things I enjoy … walking through the Hollow, writing, photography, running, dancing, watching movies, reading, connecting with friends … But there's one thing I do purely for fun. It benefits no one but myself. It's not something I can do with anyone else, like walking or dancing…
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When Belle first peered through the French doors at me this morning, eager for our walk, the Hollow was still dark and blanketed in fog. It was beautiful but eerie … the new sunlight created a world of gray. Silhouettes of trees were specters lining the back ridge. The fog had begun to lift by…
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