Tag: Happiness
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Coasting Along
Life feels slow today. Things feel like they’re at a standstill. The funny thing is, last week and the six weeks leading up to it were very busy. It felt a little like a class three river was carrying me downstream. There wasn’t much time to pause and breathe. I was getting whisked along. I…
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I Choose
There’s a homeless man that lives in an alcove of my building. His name is Mike. He doesn’t fit the image of most homeless men in my neighborhood. He appears very clean, takes care with his appearance, and wears a gold wedding band. He sleeps in the alcove. By 7am, he’s rolled up his items,…
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Sea Fever
Missing the ocean energy today… Sea Fever By John Masefield I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking, And a…
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Knowing What We Want
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Put Yourself in a Time Out
I have been drinking from the fire hose for the last three months. A delicious fire hose. Something akin to a mojito – slightly sweet, citrus, and refreshing. However, it’s still a fire hose. And, as much as I’ve enjoyed myself the last three months, it hit me today that I have not slowed down…
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No More Whammies
First, I have to apologize for the long lapse in posts. Life has gotten very busy lately and as much as I dislike it, this has taken a back seat. I hope to get back on track and share more on a regular basis. Now onto the blog post… As a kid I remember when…
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I Am Open to Receiving the Gifts of the Universe
Are you someone who loves to give? Do you take care of everyone else and set aside your own needs? Do you keep your troubles to yourself so that you don’t burden others? Some of us are really good at giving. We are there at a moment’s notice for a friend. We always offer to…
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What Feeds You?
I’ve been thinking a lot about what feeds me. I don’t mean actual food, although that can feed me too. I’m referring to what feeds my soul. I’ve put a lot of my favorite things on the back burner lately due to other priorities. My painting class and writing has taken a backseat. I haven’t…
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In a pickle.
Oh to be caught in a pickle. It’s rarely exciting, unless you’re playing baseball in the 1960’s and your life is some version of the movie Sandlot. No real life pickles (and not the dill kind) are usually much more challenging. You’re stuck in a difficult situation, deciding between two choices. Maybe you’re deciding over…
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Kindness