A fit of exhausted frugality.

It's been a rough week. Something terrible happened to my body last week and it is in... shall we say... revolt. The proverbial wheels have fallen off the bus, and are currently speeding down I-94 on their own self-directed course. I am certain they'll return eventually, when convinced I'll welcome them home with contrition, tears, and... Continue Reading →

The Big Tiny… aka Book Review #2

Interesting rabbit holes lead to interesting destinations. A while ago -  in the midst of some fits of frugality and the desire to move to the Boundary Waters once and for all and live out of a canoe - I decided to read Thoreau's Walden. I didn't finish it. In fact I barely started it, but... Continue Reading →

Every day waking

What a challenge... to be awake. The literal sense of being awake is a difficult enough task at times, but the deeper, the meaningful, the real awake is an even more elusive creature. Every time I go through my little devotional I get stuck at the same page. It challenges me to rise up and be... Continue Reading →

The mocking continues…

Anyone who read my post Julio the robin must die will find it humorous that this week a very plucky catbird has decided to nest in the arbor vitae tree directly outside my office window. The mockingbird of the north, right there, nestled comfortably into the branches, with only a glass-paned argon sandwich to dampen his beautiful,... Continue Reading →

My Mind Palace… For Real

If you've watched Sherlock - and you should - you've seen the world's most prolific sleuth retreat into his mind palace to retrieve something of the copious reams of information he stores there. I laughed out loud the first time I saw one of these scenes. I thought it was creative genius, pure and simple.... Continue Reading →

Catch and Release

So what is it about communication?  Communicating an idea to another human being has the power to cement the idea in your own mind and heart; to really drive the thing home. This we know; it's not really up for debate. Depending on your learning style, this can be varying degrees of true, but in... Continue Reading →

Procrastination indeed.

There is no expedient to which man will not resort to avoid the real labor of thinking. ~ Sir Joshua Reynolds Sir Josh has it right. It is amazing the things that we trick ourselves into out of sheer avoidance. Not necessarily consciously either; we are hardwired to turn to the easier task. It happens... Continue Reading →

Advice I can finally follow…

What a wonder each day's sunrise! As soft rays of light peek over the trees, it is always as if for the first time. Dawn beckons with an invitation to begin anew, to see things in a fresh way. "Yesterday is past," it whispers; "you only have today and all its possibilities." Hope rises with... Continue Reading →

Finding Time to Write

...Do not tell me you are a writer but have no time to write. I don’t have time for that (because I am writing)... Linda Lafferty on Finding Time to Write | WritersDigest.com. Ouch. Delivered to my inbox this afternoon was this article from Writer's Digest. Linda Lafferty is a busy woman. I daresay busier than... Continue Reading →

Julio the Robin must die.

Failure to Launch... Hilarious movie about a guy who still lives with his parents and needs a little help moving on with his life. But that's not important. What is important today is the tiny subplot of an angst-filled girl, whose frustrations with life are culminated in a breaking point involving a mockingbird. She is done, pushed... Continue Reading →

The Letting Goes

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“Sometimes I go about with pity for myself and all the while Great Winds are carrying me across the sky.” – Ojibway saying

On the days that don’t make sense, the ones that chip away at our core, rather our ego, we are being broken and remolded for something new. A slow releasing of what’s not important anymore, the arm wrestle of growth, a series of letting goes.

And in those moments of the mundane, we can let feelings and moods rise to the top and move through them to finish what’s been started. And in the midst of the dry days, the hollow is transforming into the hallowed. Faith holds our hand to the other side and gratitude shines the light of what is ours here and now.

Flowers bloom. The sun rises. Easter always comes.

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