Tag: Writing
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Moving…
Several of my friends are moving to new homes, new neighborhoods, or new jobs. Although I’m not going anywhere, I am moving. I don’t need to move on or move up, only forward. My night dreams are invaded with walking on uncertain paths, surrounded by strangers. It matters not where I’m headed, only that I…
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I ‘Preciate Ya…
While it’s true I never actually say “I ‘preciate ‘ya,” (twang implied), I am thankful for those who work to bring comfort and joy to my life. Noticing them begets a happy lens that views people as helpful, good, and valuable. Going beyond a cursory thanks means to sincerely wish them well. It means to…
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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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Quote of the Week…
“If you’re silent for a long time, people just arrive in your mind.” Alice Walker
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Ideal, Ideal Day…
What is your ideal day? I have a few. The simplest is cozying up in my writing closet, punctuated by playing piano and reading. Simple, not easy to pull off given the rarity of white spots on the calendar. I had the grandest ideal day at the New Orleans Fairgrounds, soft-shell crab poboy in hand,…
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Front Loading…
In the realm of time and space and all things that must fit within, I like to remember to front load…my day, my week, my priorities. Setting aside writing time first thing in the morning tells my brain and my heart that writing is an important enterprise. Front loading the week means the first three…
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TAB…
TAB is one of my favorite reminders of the importance of watching your language. We don’t often think about the steps that lead to our behavior. It is what happens, deal with it. But there is an attitude that drives that action. Beyond that, there is a thought that informs that attitude. Thought, Attitude, Behavior. …
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Rebirth…
Springtime – dormant blooms peek through thawing ground and baby bunnies hop around fences. Yesterday, my wonderful home church celebrated the resurrection of Jesus after a week of services that commemorated every aspect of Holy Week. The day before I helped flower a twelve-foot cross that would adorn the sanctuary on Sunday morning. I couldn’t…
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High Stepping…
When working on a big project it is tempting to plod through, even if it means dragging one foot in front of the other to the finish line. I’ve never run a marathon, but I have ridden my bicycle from Houston to Austin for the MS150. The two-day ride was grueling and pushed my non-athletic…
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Beautiful Balance…
I recently tagged along with friends to visit a local textile art exhibit. My first reaction was to refuse the invite, given that it conflicted with a day set aside for writing, all cozy and comfy in my closet. But, as much as I protect my “jammie day,” the pull toward art is greater. For…
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