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To Every Boss I’ve Ever Had

This is not about you.  But we’ll get to that. I’ve been a cashier, a babysitter, a customer service rep, a receptionist, an administrative assistant, a research assistant and an entrepreneur.  I’ve been promoted, demoted, passed over, hired, fired, praised … Continue reading

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Learning at the Speed of Love

I am open today.  I’ve been open for a while.  I’ve been learning at high speed.  I’ve been learning at the speed of Love. With a mind at peace and my breathing slowed I open myself up to infinite wisdom … Continue reading

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At My Side

There’s room here at my side.  Amid the diaper bag and the knapsack.  There’s room.  Between the angels and the guides.  Among the papers and the lists.  There’s room. There’s room here in my heart.  Amid the children and the … Continue reading

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That I am You

I could get really specific about what tempts me…what holds me back…what appears to keep me from my goals.  I could list the people, the foods, the activities.  I could go there with the excuses and wax poetic about how … Continue reading

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And Then My Soul Craved Beauty

I did not know how bad it had gotten.  I did not know. How starved my spirit had become, I did not know. How shallow was my breathing, I did not know. How bland was the food I ate, I did … Continue reading

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How Getting Sick Taught Me to Lighten the Heck Up

I’ve been sick since Friday morning.  Barely able to eat (though I just managed to eat some macaroni…yay!), sleeping constantly and feeling very drained.  It has made me appreciate the lightness that is health.  I feel like I did when … Continue reading

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The Hurt That Heals

I felt like I had had enough.  This week had been tough.  There was something in my stomach…a swirling storm of hurt and hate threatening to reach up to my crown and down, down to my toes.  It was dark.  … Continue reading

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