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Consciousness is all that matters. It is the very basis of all matter....We choose the moments we live in.One of my grandfather’s creations. A ship in a bottle. A 4 mast schooner circa 1900 to be exact. The details. The fuzz from the chimney of the light keepers home. The flag. I see patience. I see love. I miss the smell of old spice mixed with ocean and the twinkle in his eyes. His patience and love. Oh the grace of the smoke from that chimney- I know someone still tends the light. #shipsinbottles #mastermariner #details #patienceislove #laughterisgrace #feelingthemusicmaybe it will bedo not worry. everything was nothing once. #potential #manifestation #notsurewhatiwasdoodling #feelthemusic
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Maddening: Yeah it is
Maddening – when I must write. How I can have a million words in my mind, none worthy to say. An internal dialogue that I can never shut down with no one clear story to tell. Notebook in hand with a … Continue reading
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LYL Challenge: Make it a Double
So I’m hitting two prompts in one post. The first: What do people thank me for? And the second: What am I most proud of? This feels so uncomfortable to write about. Odd. But true. Anyways, here it goes. Well, … Continue reading
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Tagged Live Your Legend, Start-A-Blog Challenge, writing
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LYL Start-a-Blog Challenge: Hopes
So I’ve actually been blogging for a couple of years now but without any real consistency. For the last year and a half, most of my posts have been reprints of the ones I write for my local yoga studio. … Continue reading
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung . . .
I’ve always just kind of hoped I’d find this one great truth about myself that, once discovered, would open me to understanding my purpose. The more I dug for it, the deeper it hid. I’ve searched for meaning in books, … Continue reading
Finding the time . . .
The season is changing, back to school. The relaxed unstructured pace of summer is replaced with buzzing alarm clocks and rushed mornings. Until I adjust my gait over here to get in stride with fall’s rhythm, it is almost impossible to set … Continue reading
In my write mind?
I wonder sometimes if I am in my right mind. Since deciding I want to be a writer, a published one, it is all I can think about. I found one of my threads from that tangled mess I wrote about … Continue reading
