The rain brings joy – and I quietly rejoice.
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Untamed. Not domesticated or otherwise controlled. Wild, savage, feral, natural, free, uncontrollable, undomesticated, unbroken, not broken in, untrained, unused to humans; rare, brutish. I’m not surprised that these words come…
Fleeting things are beautiful. Abigail’s words this morning. And they rang profoundly true in my ears. She said it was a Japanese belief…so, of course, I looked it up. “The…
“I fell in love with seeing a moment. I fell in love with capturing life for people and myself to look at over and over again and remember – remember…
I’m an excellent student. I love to learn. I am eager. Quick. Thoughtfully follow assignments with the intention of learning from it AND completing it in a timely manner. I’m…
What if you identified to others with the actual thoughts that make up your daily existence? The honest stuff that is you – regardless of the situation/label/circumstance you are currently participating in? Think it through. What is your stuff to claim?
Regret is a disconcerting emotion, isn’t it? I am beginning to succeed at my usual failings. I’ve found partners to pick up my slack. I’m sharing where I usually hunker…
Fibonnaci Patterns. Intricate, everywhere. Beautiful to look at. Mathematical. Sequenced. Defined. How does something exist at so many levels, in so many places?
It’s Saturday, and we’re at the warehouse. We don’t own it anymore, but Steve works here, for the company who bought out our company a few years ago. Just think…
My deepest lessons come to me through the words I send to my daughters. Some are written, some spoken. Words are a passion of mine, and when I give them,…
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