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August Already

Where has the summer gone? As I write this I realize it’s been over a month since I posted anything. It’s been that kind of summer – rich, full, busy, with lots to think about and not nearly enough time … Continue reading

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Spirals

I am puttering around in spirals today. This is a very typical work pattern for me that can drive linear thinkers (like my beloved Spouse) absolutely nuts. What happens is something like this: I go out in the yard because … Continue reading

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Year in Review: 2015

I wasn’t entirely sure that I was going to write a 2015 year-in-review post, but now it comes down to the end of the line and here we are and it’s time for some reflection, maybe. Maybe not a full … Continue reading

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Growing Edges

That’s the paradox I’m sitting with, at this turn of the wheel: trying to find my own voice and my own balance and the confidence to speak from the authority of my own deep imperfection, with all its cracks and thin spots. This is a hard thing and, well, I can only do it imperfectly. Continue reading

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At the Speed of Internet

I had hoped to write this sooner. That has been my mantra all month. It’s not that I do not want to write, or that I have not got anything to say; it’s that writing takes time, and so do … Continue reading

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The Mess in the Middle

It’s overcast today, with a raw autumnal chill in the damp air. Most of the snow from Sunday’s storm has melted away, save the piles of crusty dirty slush at the corners of driveways, and most of the debris has … Continue reading

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Leaning on the Everlasting Arms

Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms, Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms! If I ever learned the old hymn “Leaning on the Everlasting Arms” it had slipped from my conscious memory decades ago. Even now it does … Continue reading

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