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Giving to Live

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“They throw caution to the winds, Giving…in reckless abandon. Their right-living, right-giving ways, never run out, never wear out.”* There are primarily two ways of administering our gifts to the world, as a matter of enthusiastic generosity or as a grudging obligation. Which defines your posture? Honestly, that's about all we can control. I often… Continue reading Giving to Live

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Chuck Lorre’s Vanity Cards – Life Lessons and More

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Never say never while you can still breathe. Don't give up on a dream that still wants to live. I might be late on this bandwagon, but sometime last year, I paused my DVR after an episode of The Big Bang Theory on CBS, like millions have done over the years to read  Chuck Lorre’s… Continue reading Chuck Lorre’s Vanity Cards – Life Lessons and More

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In Search for Passion and Meaning

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When did pelvic thrusts become the measure of excitement and passion? Emoji's are facing stiff (puny, I know) competition from our need to express our approval with virtual grunts. For most of us who work, our weekend schedule can reveal the road map to our passion - a football game, a writing workshop, a crafts… Continue reading In Search for Passion and Meaning

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The Making of a Craftsman or Artisan

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Whoever said creativity was easy, a buzz from the subconscious, has not been through the dark night of the soul. I have. I wept with my protagonist wondering, why...why am I doing this to myself?  So lately I've been spent. Drained by the sheer grit of finishing the first draft of my novel and now with… Continue reading The Making of a Craftsman or Artisan

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Mie’s Gone – A Poem

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Mie's Gone - A Poem by Ama Danesi Mie's gone before the rising of the dreaded moon Into your wide open belly, I dive. I sink in the underlying dose of blues. Overhead only radicals fly, Mie's gone but You soothe me - with fingers soft as waves. Inspiration: Without Mie scattering at sunset and sunrise,… Continue reading Mie’s Gone – A Poem