Tag: ELAN
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Birds…
In this post spot we have considered horses and birds and airplanes and even go-carts to imagine thrusting headlong into an unknown future. Flying without the benefit of a machine seems the most freeing. Oh, to be a bird, flitting far above the worries of this world, a tiny birdbrain giving no thought to the…
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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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Respect…
Regardless of your feelings about Jimmy Carter as president, who passed away December 29 at the age of 100, respect is due for his life-long humanitarianism. His public stance against segregation in 1972 brought him to the forefront of national politics, leading him to become the POTUS in 1976. His popularity plummeted while in office.…
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Quote of the Week…
“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 healing, not curing… that is a friend who cares.” Henri Nouwen, 1932 – 1996
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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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Claim It!…
My writing community is a wealth of intelligent, funny, well-read souls who travel alongside my insecure and doubtful self. We hold virtual hands; we cry and laugh and woohoo. Each and every one of us suffers doubts. Positive feedback is buried under rejections, large and small, no matter where we are in the process. I…
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Plan Z…
Last week my walking buddy started a new job. Lucky her, but sad me. There goes our morning routine of fighting school traffic to drive through our favorite coffee shop for grandes of our choice to carry around the three-mile loop of our beautiful city park. Enter Plan Z, plan zed, plan zilch, plan zzz.…
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