Tag: a quiet life
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If It Was Up to Me
I’m so uncomfortable over the things God’s calling me to do and it all started shortly after leaving one of my jobs. Why did I have 2 jobs? I didn’t need both financially, but all my years as a single Mom instilled the mindset that I needed one for backup. It’s been a rocky road…
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Matcha the Moment
A steady flow of challenges have occurred this month and I don’t get excited when this happens, but I remain curious to what each one wants to show me. When life becomes stressful, I look for quiet moments to practice the breath and sometimes this includes watching a calm, 10 minute video on one of…
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Shifts Equal Change
I did something recently that I didn’t see coming. I moved the desk out of my writing room and placed it in the den. It wasn’t being used where it sat, because that room is too hot in the summer. The plants are happy in there, however, I wasn’t, so now we’re facing a wall…
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A Box of Thoughts
First thing in the morning, I feel a need to stay in my own little world for a while before connecting with people. I tend not to speak until after 9, or 10 am, but not from a lack of words. I let all of them fall to the page through the keys of my…
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Make Me Tired
It’s still morning, but I spent most of my time with work, which is unusual for me, but the idea of getting it done and having the rest of my day open sounds phenomenal. It’s a cloudy, drizzly day, so stretched across the bed reading is on the agenda. I’m curious to know if you’ve…
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Full of Stories
I was standing in front of the double windows of my writing room peering through the glass and into the foggy morning. It was dark, so I reached down to retrieve the box of matches, pulled one out, struck it against the piece of sandpaper on the side of the box and lit a candle…
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Counting My Blessings
This week, I heard this song, and it made me want to cry. Not sad tears, just overly grateful for the truth these words hold. As I write this it’s 10:00 am on Wednesday and I haven’t turned on my phone. The house is so still and quiet that all I hear is the distant…
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Apps
I’m clearing out the draft folder as a part of my Sacred Bow for this year. I wrote about Sacred Bow in 2020 on another blogsite, but it’s so much more than one post. For me it’s a practice that starts the first of November and runs through the end of the year. I’ll be…
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Bloom in Secret
I tried three different techniques for fixing coffee, until I sipped from the cup that soothed my soul. The Chemex won and Goldilocks…I feel you. I rarely edit my photos anymore and haven’t for a long time. Every now and then I’ll brighten it if the subject is sitting in a darkened area, but I…
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Bloom in Silence
The Crepe Myrtle was here when we moved in. It was planted, but not nurtured, so it didn’t know the power it held. I learned when and how to cut it back so it could rest off season. Each year it grew and bloomed a little bit longer than the last, but this year it…
