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Go Where We Know
I love how each day is already planned out for us, but it’s often our plans that get in the way. I heard a story years ago and can recall snippets, but don’t quote me on this. When we get to heaven, we each have our own space with some of our favorite things. A…
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The Art of Ironing
It’s almost the time of year to swap the winter robe for my gauzy writing robe and I love the feel of this robe. It’s made by Honest Cotton and when walking, it floats along with you. I’ve worn it for years, so it’s thinning in the elbows from writing. When I was 18, I…
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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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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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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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Walking the Winter
Winter is my favorite time of year to walk and this began a couple of winter’s ago. Walking, for me, is the best form of exercise because every part of the body is pumping. The crisp air fills my lungs as I remember to breathe and inhale deeply. My favorite jeans are getting baggy around…
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Rewrite Our Story
This morning I overslept and didn’t get out of bed until 8am, but it felt good. The day felt more like Sunday than Monday, but I knew in my soul what day it was. November 10, 1998 is the day I stopped drinking and started going to AA. The sobriety birthday comes quietly compared to…
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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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Golden
He said my journey to wellness wouldn’t be a straight line. That there would be ups and downs…good days and not so good. Patience…dear Lord this takes patience, but mainly with myself as I learn to eat kale and actually enjoy the taste sauteed in olive oil with some minced garlic near the end. I…
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Tips and Tricks
My daughter wants me to write a book for her generation. She says her friends don’t know the tips and tricks that make life easier. For now, I’ll share here and maybe one day she’ll write that book because she’s a more eloquent writer than me. On Saturday morning I decided to treat myself to…
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Smile and Wave
I don’t recall when it started, but I do remember how. On this post about October being my birthday month, Dwight was surprised at how close I am with my neighbors. Well….it’s amazing what love can do and it all started with a smile and a wave. This time of year I start walking the…
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The Night Creatures
I was reading a post by my friend, Gary, talking about living outside of the city limits and it took me back to living in the country. In his post he made a comment, “We have to be sure to always get our cats in before dark”, and this is truth. My daughter and I…
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Remember to Breathe
During my birthday month, the one thing I promised myself I would do is go see a doctor. Not just any doctor, but one who believes in it’s divine design to function properly and that it will care for itself when we give it what it needs. My daughter told me about him and encouraged…
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Sit and Listen
It’s morning as I begin writing this and I just came in from spending time in the backyard. If the neighbors who saw me yesterday, caught sight of me again this morning, they’d swear I slept in my clothes because what I’m wearing looks the same. Years ago I started buying 5-packs of men’s V-neck…
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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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