Tag Archives: fear

Breathing with trees

Posted on November 1, 2018 by

Yesterday I sat with my back against an ash tree.  Its top branches waved in the wind about 85 feet above my head.  Barry had pointed out the ash earlier as we peered at it from the kitchen window. “Look … Continue reading →

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Finding our true voices

Posted on January 19, 2018 by

The other morning Pam (Roughwighting) and I yakked on an early morning phone date.  We’ve connected with our voices on the telephone on and off for a couple of years now.  We talk about creativity, writing, mothers, dreaming, jobs, books … Continue reading →

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To learn how to sit in the scary woods of the mind

Posted on December 5, 2016 by

“Do you really,” my good friend asked, “want to be an old woman who can’t remember things?  Do you really want to lose all your faculties?” Sigh.  She had read my latest blog post. “Ummm, no,” said I.  “If the … Continue reading →

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“I’m scared,” said Goldilocks to the Three Little Bears

Posted on April 28, 2016 by

On Sunday I wrote about cultivating the unexpected, about Elizabeth Gilbert’s book BIG MAGIC and about courting a life that refuses to stay in ho-hum ruts. Inspiration begged me to start a daily journal recording Unexpected Happenings during each day. … Continue reading →

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When you’re a scaredy-cat

Posted on January 23, 2012 by

OK, I admit to being a scaredy-cat sometimes. Don’t you? You know what scares me? Winter roads.  Icy roads.  Freezing rain.  Slushy driving.  White-outs.  They all scare me so that I shake inside.  My mind stills and knuckles grip the … Continue reading →

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