I’ve had too much — food, drink, anger, hatred, too many too much’s. I’ve had scarcity — not enough love, too few friends, too few too little’s. Now I have surfeit — enough food, enough faith, to make small portions […]
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Claiming the Place
By identifying and branding our experience, with exactness and with truth, we claim it as our own. And nothing could be more intimate. (Julia Cameron) Wandering, the journey appeared endless, pointless, aimless. Wayside stops for fast food, for self-indulgence, the […]
Continue reading »I, the Onion
I was an onion in fruit salad. Nobody understood me, appreciated me, welcomed me. Until I met other onions and figured out we’re sweet, we’re appropriate in fruit salad as in chili. Understanding me, you let me love myself.
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I can’t start today – nor this week, not this year! It’s twelve days ’til Thanksgiving, and family’s coming from four states! Aunt Bessy would die if I turned down her cheesecake! The next week I host the reception, and […]
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