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Trust Your Inner Ding
My morning wakeup call arrives courtesy of an owl. It’s odd that such a muffled hoot will pull me from a sound slumber, but then again it seems fitting. Up until now, I presumed the owl lived in a nearby tree, like in a neighbors backyard to be able to hear it so clearly. This…
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The Agility Test
My neighbor, Mr. Mike, has backed his trucked into his garage for as long as I’ve known him. I wonder if it’s some kind of test for him personally, like the day he backs into the house is when he parks his truck for good, or maybe it’s just a guy thing because the flow…
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Spark the Spirit of Christmas-While Living Solo
This is a difficult season for many and it’s been a struggle for me most of my life, but it seems I’ve gone back to my roots. Every Christmas, Mama moved a piece of furniture out of our den to make space for the tree and one of my older brothers was nominated to climb…
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Accept the Good
I haven’t always been a walking bucket of positivity. I certainty wasn’t taught the power of positive thinking as a child, or raised to accept the good, so by the time I was an adult, I had a negative slant on life. My parents spent a lot of time worrying. At the age of 20,…
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The Granny Glasses
Last week, my favorite pair of granny glasses broke. The lens fell out and I could have fixed it with super glue, but knew from past experience that if the glue got on the lens it would be a mess. Thankfully my tube of super glue had dried up, because you know I was gonna…
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More Than Enough
I’ve been taking my Marshall Bluetooth speaker outside with me in the morning to care for the yard. This is my birthday month and I become quiet and contemplative in October. Visions of my previous selves floated by as I sat on the deck. Honestly, just thinking of all the past versions of myself and…
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A Place to Land
Julia Cameron says, “You don’t have to be in the ‘mood’ to write…just write.” I know there are words that want to be written, but they seem far away. Living solo it’s easy to slip into these quiet phases, but for a writer it can also be dangerous. There’s a stack of cards by Sacred…
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Dropped a Leaf
There’s one sound no plant lover wants to hear. It’s when a leaf drops from an indoor tree and lands on the floor. It’s the quietest thud to be so alarming. Sometimes, it’s normal because the leaf has aged to the point of letting go, but more often than not it means they’re not happy…
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Propagate
My hairdresser loves plants and her studio is starting to feel like a jungle which works for me. She has this one plant I’ve always admired and she offered to get me one, but they’ve been sold out every time she goes to market. On a recent visit I asked her to cut me a…
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Just for Fun
Jacob Nordby posted this and they’re fun, so I wanted to share. When you gaze at the letters, what words jump out at you? Some of mine are Grow, Flow, Manifest, Rest, Slowdown, Surrender and Transform. The longer you look, the more you’ll see. What words rise up to you? Feature Photo by Daiga Ellaby…
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My Life is a Meme
Feature Photo by Sixteen Miles Out on Unsplash
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The Most Sacred Phase
It felt like coming home after being away for months, or at the very least, sliding my feet into my favorite pair of fuzzy slippers at the end of a long day. Over the weekend, the desk returned to the writing room and I sat down, gazed out the window in hopes of seeing a…
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The Hard Things
There’s this crazy looking oil painting that I’ve had for a decade and up until today, it was sitting in the give away pile. I’ve heard this phrase most of my life and as I’ve aged these words are still needed, but in a softer way. It asks a question, but how the words are…
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When Someday Arrives
It was years ago when I purchased the little planter with a face and before I had any houseplants. I loved it the moment I laid eyes on it in a local florist shoppe and knew it was made for a plant, but I used it as a kitchen tool caddy. Recently, I rearranged the…
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Clean and Clear
I was familiar with the noise coming from the corner of the bedroom, and trying to focus my gaze toward that area, I didn’t see anything, but could hear it. Glancing at the double windows it wasn’t even light outside, so this clicking sound had pulled me from a deep slumber. I dozed in and…
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