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A couple years ago- a childhood friend of my husband’s invited me to join her weekly virtual women’s circle where they discuss matters of life via a spiritual lens and-although I only attended once- I continue to receive the weekly readings. I don’t always take to the readings but- this weeks coincided with all the notes…
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Ficus Elástica
Each week I make observations and dutifully take notes in preparation to write another post. This week – I began by writing an entirely different post-centered around life’s defining moments; one of them being -childbirth and-my initial struggle to maintain some autonomy-after my son, George-was born. The focus being-how he has helped steer me towards…
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Honey baby
This past week – I’ve had a lot of inner hostility and- have repeatedly looked ahead to imagined outcomes of would-be scenarios between my husband and I. These imagined scenarios would typically end in a quarrel and – like in a dream – I would be swept up and become upset. One could surely describe this…
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Four pennies and a plastic bakery
Become like children in order to enter the kingdom of heaven was the directive- one I could understand objectively- but, never truly grasped- even as a child. I didn’t know how to be carefree – all the while -adults would often suggest I relax-that the real worrying would come later-as an adult. I look at…
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I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing
I recently learned about the benefits of crawling before learning to walk. Some studies even point to late walkers being statistically smarter and- more apt students. I’ve never steered my son in the direction of the next milestone – with each advancement, he seemingly – does so-from one moment to the next- as if ,…
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Mundane’s gold dust
I spend my days at home with my son -George and – there are days where I have the capacity to be-for the most part-fully present when engaging with him -while other days, not so much. And-I’ve found, that- his temperament will mirror my level of presence. I’ve had two days recently where I’ve…
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Relationship ramblings : reincarnation + endless tower building
Stemming from a recent post – regarding decisions and- our perceived autonomy in the world- I got to thinking about, relationships. A few months ago I read the biography of Milarepa – revered to many -as a saint, who was born in Tibet in 1052. As a young man – circumstances led him to commit acts -he…