It’s no secret that I am a bibliophile, for which my husband has always been supportive, but he isn’t the type to buy books as gifts. That changed this past Christmas. He picked out the book pictured above: it details various Tarot card meanings, and ties those meanings into tips to increase creativity. Mike isn’t a reader. He isn’t…
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Lost Mirrors, New Seasons
And maybe you want to believe that every person who comes into your life is your soulmate or missing piece or the one who might finally save you. But maybe, they came into your life for something wonderfully human and brief and fragile: to introduce you to an author who writes into your soul or a song that says…
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Sequoias
I think, if I could live as long as they do, Maybe life wouldn’t be so mysterious Or maybe I would simply accept the mystery And not question it. Maybe I would be braver With my head in the clouds, If I knew my roots were deep as heartbeats. Maybe I would find myself beautiful With my russet bark,…
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The Introvert’s Winter
This time of year settles into my bones; it makes me lethargic, yet also kicks my brain into a sort of hum. I both ache to see my loved ones, and ache to be by myself. My life’s consisted lately of numerous social functions, family gatherings, and various obligations. I am so grateful that people want to spend time…
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Things That’ve Made Me Happy Recently, Part 2
It’s been a couple of months since I have made one of these lists. I think my gratefulness comes through in many of my posts, but, well, I just really like making lists sometimes. Antibiotics to help me feel better. I have a kidney infection going on, so I am glad I am able to take something that helps…
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Emily & Kennedy: 11/02/2019
When Emily approached me about the idea of writing a poem for her upcoming wedding, I admit it, I cried. She has, and continues to be, extremely supportive of my writing, and I realized that I was being given an incredibly gift; the opportunity to use my words to show her how much I loved her and Ken, and…
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Reflections
If you are a lake, (or any deep body of water, really)…. Please be wary of mirrors. You may see the smooth, glassy surfaces of these people and assume that they are like you, underneath. However, in time, you will realize what you thought were unplumbed depths, waiting to be explored lovingly, are nothing but your own emotions being…
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Bulletproof
I hear people say, “Don’t tell people you miss them. Don’t say you love them first. Don’t give them that kind of ammo.” As if people are guns waiting to go off and kill us. I say this: if I miss you, I’m telling you. If I love you, or want you, or you hurt me, or you make…
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