Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just thinking…
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"To live is so startling, it leaves little time for anything else." (Emily Dickinson) Something was in the air this morning – maybe some kind of charge leftover from the thunderstorm that sprinted through before dawn. Or maybe it just spruced everything up, like a good spring cleaning. It felt…invigorating…energizing…like I should be celebrating something! Even Charly…
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"The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing, and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares." (Henri Nouwen) I wanted to go to a funeral…
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My friend Scott Gray sent this to me after reading about our adventure with the squirrel yesterday. Makes you wonder…
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I sat on the hood of my car in the deserted strip center parking lot, brooding over the fresh argument with my boyfriend, jingling my car keys in my hand, trying to decide what to do. Go back in or go home? He was still in the club – music drifted out of the building and across…
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The day started with promise, then suddenly it was 5:45 in the evening…the day was almost gone and I hadn't accomplished half of what I had hoped. And I'd barely even been out of the house! Kendall and Tom were both gone, but I needed a break from work…from the computer. I needed some exercise…to…
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Saturdays are for getting eight hours of sleep…making muffins…drinking coffee on the back deck, visiting with Max, Charly, and Frankie while they eat breakfast…running with Rick Steves through the streets of Athens (me on the treadmill, him on TV)…cooling down to Three Doors Down…moving the laundry around…drinking more coffee while paying bills, blogging, checking email,…
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How quickly resolutions can dissolve once the real world – like work – makes its appearance. I won't go through a boring list of what I did or didn't get done today. Let's just say it's a good thing I resolved to be flexible and not stress about it…too much, anyway. Work is both a…
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He had white hair (evident on his head and even his pubic area) and small tattoos on his hands in that spot between his thumb and his pointer fingers. The fine print on the sign outside the entrance says he and the other bodies on display gave permission for their bodies to be used in this way,…
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The dogs and I walked through a valley shrouded in mist this morning – it swirled up under my umbrella, making me feel a little silly carrying it (in my defense, I thought it was raining when I glanced outside before heading out because the mist condensate was dripping from the porch overhang.) Four white-tail deer…
Long Hollow 