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On the Edge of Something Good

Lately I feel as though I’m on the edge of something. Something good. Something special. Oh, I’ve had times in my life, too, where I’ve felt a foreboding, as though some dark evil would shortly befall me. But this time, I feel a lightness I’ve never known before. A freedom. A giddiness welling up inside me that things are going…

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Stuffocation: My Stuff is Suffocating Me

Monday morning. All is quiet and everyone is asleep. I’m alone with burgeoning thoughts that don’t seem to be going away. As I type, I look out on our side yard, a space I rarely spend time in, except to weed. When we first bought the house, we cleared out all the scrub growth from this part of the yard…

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Refusing to Be Defeated (by Hatred)

This morning dawns windy and wet. My head is in a cloud even though the air is moving with sharply purposeful energy. I can’t keep up with the energy. It flings the wind chimes in the backyard into frantic music. It fells tree limbs. It litters leaves like garbage on the lawn. The wind’s energy is beyond my understanding. The…

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Live for the Epitaph

So I was running this morning, feeling dumpy, feeling slow, until a rocking song came on: Dave Matthew’s Gravedigger. My whole body sang with shivers. It’s not supposed to be a happy song, oh no. A lot of talk about death. Matthews is a poet-musician who dramatically conveys the feeling that although “we all fall down,” we also live forever. Why else…

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Slow Down and Listen

A rainy day. A good day, in the middle of a busy summer, to listen to what’s going on inside your own head. Me? I’m purging, in an effort to clean house and get ready for a new paradigm. Aren’t we all in search of a new paradigm? – a new way of being, a fresh outlook on this life we…

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Ignore the Illusions of This World and Find Freedom

Ignore the illusions. Ignore the temporal things, the stuff of this world, and keep your eyes on those things that really matter. You’re not born for the purpose of having the greenest lawn. You weren’t put on this earth so that you are the one in the office with all the newest clothes. Your true meaning is not buried in…

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If I Only Had Six Months to Live

I’ve been thinking about my mom lately. It’s almost the 4th anniversary of the day we lost her and I always think about her a lot in the days preceding. Ok, who am I kidding? I think about her every day. Every single day. But the anniversary of her death reminds me less of my mom and more mom’s illness….

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Keep Salting Your Life

I once heard a talk by a Catholic priest in Florida, when we were visiting a local church there. This guy was just about one of the liveliest men I’d ever heard speak. When he laughed at his own jokes, every one of his listeners belly laughed right along with him, tears streaking out of our eyes at his humor. Thinking…

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Call to Action: Can We Be Like Ben Franklin?

We’re in Philadelphia now. This trip is bringing back memories of our camping across the U.S. this past fall. All this strolling through American historical sites makes me ponder the then and now of my fellow citizens. Ben Franklin was a printer, a scientist, an inventor, a diplomat, and a statesman and yet only had two years of formal schooling…

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Infuse Your Life With Soul

Often when imagination twists the commonplace into a slightly new form, suddenly we see soul where formerly it was hidden. –Thomas Moore,    So you’re living your life, walking through your days, and you’re happy. Mostly. Things are going well. You have enough to eat, a home to live in, friends and family you love, a good job, and plenty…

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The Problem With Stuff…

I think a lot about stuff. All those materials things that clog up my day, my home, my life. The problem with stuff is it takes a lot of energy. Energy I could be spending on other things. What would it feel like to just let it all go? How would I spend my time if I wasn’t worrying about…

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