Category: Generosity
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Boom Boom Day…
Today is a Boom Boom Day. Many moving pieces and parts will fit together in a perfect ballet of be there, prepare for this, don’t forget, smile, greet, learn and travel to and fro. At least that’s the plan. I have the honor of hosting Best Selling Author Zibby Owens at a local book event.…
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Quote of the Week…
“Reputation is what men and women think of us. Character is what God and the angels know of us.” Thomas Paine, 1737-1809
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Who Are You Wearing?…
It’s Award Season, a bright spot in these sometimes-gloomy months. The Grammy’s are my favorite, for the music, but you can’t beat the Oscars for the haute couture. Avant-garde, classic, understated, absurd. What fun to watch the rich and famous answer “Who are you wearing?” We all wear an invisible cloak. One that has nothing…
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Love in the Deeps…
In a tiny book called “true love,” Thich Nhat Hanh offers a “telephone” meditation to bring harmony into a relationship. In today’s world, perhaps we could call it Texting Meditation or DMing Meditation. His suggestion to wait a few rings before answering a ringing phone traces back to when we didn’t know who might be…
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Word of the Year…
This year I’m adopting a focus word for 2024; one to ground me, spur me on toward an inward or outward goal. I’m trained to be a keen observer. That can translate to deep passion on all sides – love but also judgement, joy but also fear, excitement but also agitation. While seeking signs of…
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Pick a Side…
One of the many things I gleaned from the recent conference I attended was the distinction between those who are bent on destruction and those who champion creativity. It is one of the many catchy dualities into which we love to divide the world. Night owls and morning people; cold-natured, hot-natured; extrovert, introvert; blue or…
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Puppy Love…
I recently witnessed two dogs happily meeting each other, wet nose to wet nose, wagging tails behind. The bigger one had pointy ears and a barrel chest, its person tethered on a leash. The smaller dog was behind a fence, its stubby tail doing double time. A few sniffs in and they were fast friends.…
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Leave It…
Leave it alone. Leave it on the page. Leave it behind. It can mean a lot of things. I have returned from an amazing writers’ camp in Sonoma County. The weather was predicted to be crisp, so I left behind summer tops and bathing suit, instead packing mid-weight layers. I’d left behind my knit cap…