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Tag Archives: changes
Adirondack
9.19.2020 [adirondack] The first treeto fire into autumnhas turnedand the smell of leavesand fire sweeten the airjust like last year and the yearbefore and the year before, though perhaps a bitmore beautifully this year, all unknowing of wildfires to the … Continue reading
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Tagged changes, climate, climate change, confusion, distance, Fall, nature, separation, social change, social conflict
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squirrel footprints – March 19
3.19.18 squirrel footprints up the creek the snow melting melting away the witches of winter. soon baby Jesus and the Wises will be risen up out of their frozenness, just in time for Easter. ————–
longest day – June 21
6.21.2017 [longest day] longest day of the year so early that the cat stomps across our stomachs mewing RISE RISE time for feeding me but we see it as the step back towards sanity. the days get shorter from here. … Continue reading
wrinkly butts – June 20
6.20.2017 [wrinkly butts] we all have wrinkled butts now sags, lines, cleavages where we lost weight after our skin tone stopped bouncing back a sign of grace though, that when our butts were fat and bulgy we paid attention and … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, aging, bodies, care, changes, grace, humor, self-care
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al fresco – April 4
4.4.2017 crystal gems appear on tree bark high above us as we sit on the porch deck, sap running in the trees as sure a sign of rebirth as the sun we sit warming ourselves by for our … Continue reading
ambition, the apple – March 28
3.28.2017 ambition, the apple, that says I can do it all be it all, say yes again and again that kills, draws down, enervates. it used to be the way forward. say yes to it all. now … Continue reading
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Tagged ambition, changes, choices, distractions, Eden, false hopes, life stages, perspective, the Fall, the journey, turnings, wholeness
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interior work – March 8
3.8.2017 [interior work: reflections on a dream] he slides his hand into the jacket pocket an envelope partly folded, holding directions he no longer wants to follow burdens, laid on by connection to connection that need letting go of. … Continue reading
present – May 19
5.14.2016 he walked across the stage and I missed it busy tapping the video feed. be present to the moment, the mystics taught us see what is right in front of you. good lesson. the good news … Continue reading
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Tagged attention, changes, connection, distraction, graduation, learnings, parenting, spirituality, steps
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steps – May 15
5.15.2016 home. feet up, good book. my love hoes the garden we sit and read, touch things, bury our minds and faces for moments now that the last of the nest has stepped out. —————————
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Tagged acceptance, changes, Children, emotion, moving on, next, parenthood, stages, writing
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words start to escape – May 9
5.4.2016 words start to escape you. these yellow flowers that just cropped up on the lawn. I knew them only yesterday what’s the word, I ask. dandelions, she says. oh, right… something with animals. okay. ——————–
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Tagged acceptance, aging, attention, changes, humor, memory, words, writing
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