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All of the paradox and contradictions. I always wished I could make pretty things. I wish I was a pretty thing. But what’s true is I am messy and complicated. I make more messes. I make pretty messes. I’ve been doing some inner calibration lately and ran across this journal entry from earlier this year. …
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every day a blank page
I saw two things this morning that I find very affirming. Not only are they spoken by people I admire who are doing wonderful things in this world but they affirm my own deep, inner knowing. The first comes from Deepak Chopra: “Step into it every moment by getting rid of your habitual certainties.” I…
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blessings of existence
The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably….
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the tangled questions
When I probe into the tangled questions in my heart and examine the underbelly of it all, I feel like I cannot bear to look anymore. I feel like I cannot breathe. Then a friend comes a long and tells me how brave I am and how much I inspire her or how much she…
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intimacy
“A true relationship is a celebration of intimacy. Intimacy acknowledges the capacity you have to embrace another to the degree you’re willing to embrace yourself. The heart of intimacy never suggests: “I’m here to help you approve of me.” Instead, the heart of intimacy says, “I choose to love you no matter how you view…
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a winter morning haiku
coffee so dark and creamy aquamarine sky a lone crow cries out to me
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