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On some January mornings the sun rises and casts lemon shadows against the blue-shadowed snow. In the night deer nibble spruce branches and bed beneath them during this dark phase of the moon.
Dear Santa, My friend, Suzi Banks Baum–you know who she is–the one with Lake Superior flowing in her veins and heart–even though she lives somewhere out East, maybe in the Berkshires or some place near that Atlantic Sea–posted a blog … Continue reading
I am still amazed at our human propensity to be titillated about conflict. Something in the human mind loves drama. We so often rush to read about negativity, challenges, despair, suffering. We’re often intrigued to learn more about the day’s … Continue reading
Gentle reader, We’ve now reached Week 3 of this Gratitude series. This week something happened. I hesitate to tell you what. It might offend your sensibilities. Literally, this might stink. It is a very sh*tty blog. But let us persevere! … Continue reading
Way back at the end of September–gosh was that only a week ago?–I vowed after reading Harula’s post: Once a week in October, November and December I will share Blessings, both received and given. To consciously acknowledge some of the ordinary … Continue reading
Dear readers, I have been inspired by a new blogging friend from Scotland–someone I met during The Great Blogging Switcheroo with Roughwighting this month. Her name is Harula. She writes “Words that Serve” and inspires folks in many different ways. … Continue reading
At morning’s first light–before a busy day–slowly scrolling down the Facebook home page. Marvelling at the differences in friends, family and acquaintances. Marvelling that I’m not feeling irritated at the differences this morning–that the mind is not judging, sorting, categorizing … Continue reading