Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: My Evolution
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1. "I'm off my game. I discovered a little mouse in my glove compartment this morning and didn't even think of taking its picture." That was my Facebook status on Wednesday. Remember when I told you I discovered mouse turds all over my car Easter morning? Well, it became a morning ritual for me…
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Do not call me Toots. My name is Barbara. If you forget it and need my attention, you can call me "ma'am", or say "excuse me" or "pardon me". But Toots? Per Wikipedia, Toots is a slang term for "babe" or "sweetie" or "honey," or, more-negatively, "tart" or "prostitute." Who, or what, do you think I…
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I stepped into the classroom of second graders and made my way to the teacher’s desk. “Are you someone’s grandmother?” one little munchkin asked. “No, I’m the substitute teacher,” I said with forced smile, trying to recover from such a fierce Reality Check that early in the morning, and making myself promise not to hold…
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Scintilla Project Day 14: We exert control over ourselves and others in many ways. Talk about a time when you lost that control. This can go beyond the obvious emotional control into things like willpower, tidiness, self-discipline, physical prowess – any time that you felt your autonomy slipping away. I sat on the hood…
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(photo by Deborah Barrett) I love dancing. Nevermind the therapeutic benefits, both mental and physical. When I hear certain beats and rhythms, I really can't sit still. If nothing else, my toe will be dancing. What I love almost as much as dancing is getting others out on the dance floor with me, getting them…
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I had fifteen minutes before my meeting started. A guest was going to be telling us about a project he had initiated. I wanted to get a look at it beforehand, so I arrived early – for once – and headed to the woods behind the church with my camera. …At least, there used to…
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The Scintilla Project Day 9: Talk about where you were going the day you got lost. Were you alone? Did you ever get to where you meant to go? Huge cathedrals and museums, ancient statues, priceless art and architecture…it was all beginning to blur by the time we entered Piazza San Marco in Venice…
Long Hollow 