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try something different
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are. You have been stony for too many years. Try something different. Surrender ~Rumi
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new chapter [or letting magic flow freely]
pic of the fabulous Johnny Horton at Elliott Bay Books. I deleted my personal Facebook account today. The reasons for this are many. Here are a few: 1.) I’ve had way too many people lurking about, reading about my life and assuming they know me then try to get close to me just from reading…
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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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need redux
Yesterday, my mom told me I needed to learn to reach out more–to need more. She said, “Sometimes people want to feel needed (meaning her). You come off as someone who doesn’t need anyone. You’ve always been that way.” I thought about what that meant and if it was true. I thought about writing this….
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on this side of the mirror
in my bedroom on this side of the mirror, i see a world of collected treasures. many given to me by my most precious treasures– the souls i share this life with. things made by hands i have held (and loved). flowers, now dried given to me by little people with cherubic grace. (buttercups, dandelions…
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I want to be alive with you
Leave a comment This piece says everything about what I want (and have) in community. In my relationships. In my work. And what I offer folx. After a couple of years of strange relationship dynamics, what I know for sure is I have some really loyal and dear folx in my life and I’m so…
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