Category: About Me
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Hang In There…
I love going to Zumba classes, even the super energetic ones where the best I can do is flail and stomp in the back corner, throwing ego to the wind when the rest of the class is going in the opposite direction. I hate going to Zumba class. Just like I love/hate walking a few…
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Stand…
If you were to take one stand, just one, what would it be? During my growing up time I felt a need to sharpen my edges to discover and then present to the world a clear image of the person I was becoming. We all, in our journey toward actualization, try on various beliefs, opinions,…
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Mis-Takes…
One of my life hacks is to take the unfamiliar way to see what I can see. I recently got “lost” on a three-mile loop around the perimeter of Memorial Park because I veered onto an unknown path that was an interior loop. Lots more steps, no gain in my quest to circumnavigate the park.…
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No Doze…
I’m crawling out from a mental hole after a disappointing and life-draining time of NOs; worldly stabs suggesting I am not worthy, not enough, not valued. Not true, my brain tells my heart. So, I’ll emerge from the doze and move on toward that which I feel called to do, even reengage with the world.…
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Moving Through Space…
I love cozying in my writing closet or reading chair with coffee and classical tunes. I also love moving through space. When I was maybe seven, I discovered the thrill of put-putting around the neighborhood in my brother’s go-cart, the ground so close, the bushes and trees fleeting by. From that day, I couldn’t wait…
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Why the Y?…
Friends ask me why I go to the Y even though it costs more than the oh-so-close-to-my-house national gym chain. Or why buy books through bookshop.org, instead of saving money by clicking around the big box Bezos behemoth? For the same reason I support arts organizations even though it means less coins in my wallet.…
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Snow Days…
It snowed last week in Houston so much that lingering snow remained on our deck for a full five days. I don’t recall snow on the ground during the Deep Freeze of 2021 when the power grid failed and the temperature of the interior of our home dropped to the mid-forties. Perhaps all my energy…
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Siren Song…
“Listening to the siren song of more, we are deaf to the still small voice waiting in our soul to whisper, ‘You’re enough.’” Julia Cameron in The Artist’s Way; A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity. I’m not surprised at the serendipity of reading those words on December 31. Cameron’s path is all about synchronicity. We are reeling…
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A Bouquet…
I recently shared a moment with a stranger in an unorganized and overstuffed sales rack. She held up a dress and asked if it was too wild. What? No! The classic style and muted tones of a floral theme were asking to be worn. I said wearing it would be like wrapping herself in a…
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Color!
I recently hung out with two adorable girls who are the age of coloring with abandon. We engaged in a doodling craft time with precut bookmarks and crayons, then gathered brown grocery bags when the paper supplies ran out. If you haven’t colored lately, I recommend it. But there can be no rules – set…
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