Tag: slow living
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Liberation
The object of art is to give life a shape. Jean Anouilh This morning I look out my beautiful picture window, the sun shines so warm and bright. She is radiant and all illuminating. The birds are having their breakfast, full feeders to taste. I am in a moment of becoming. I am in a…
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quietly
I missed you quietly today. So quietly that no one noticed. I missed you as I climbed out of bed and as I brushed my teeth; when I waited at the lights on the drive into work and as I heard the rain outside my window. I missed you as I ordered lunch and as…
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Beautiful
I have not written yet this year. It is nearly august and the pages are blank. I was just telling sister that it is too hot to write. My thoughts and words are tangled up in sweat and popsicle melt and oppressive heat. I’m so happy. Tan and full and lucky. But I still feel…
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My favorite things
Now that we are halfway through the second hardest month of the year, still sitting in the hibernation and the cold but noticing signs of spring, and starting to awaken- I feel ready to write again. I’ve been thinking about all of the beautiful things that happened last year and all of the beautiful people…