{Re}tro
As I was leaving the gym tonight the 80s classic, “What a feeling” by Irene Cara, was blasting from the spin class. “Take your passion, and make it happen.” I struggle with this idea of following your passions. Not long…
Writing
399 pieces, newest first.
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The Again in Prayer
There’s an again in prayer. I pray again and again. I do it because it’s a conversation between me and Christ. A lifeline connection to God. Some people think I do it to change the situation. Some, to change people.…
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{Re}sound
Edited March 26, 2019: Apologies for the incorrect link below. The hymn has been updated below. As spring bursts forth in our neck of the woods. I struck by the resounding joy that fills the new life around me. On…
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{Re}st
Tonight my friends told me that I could say I was too focused on resting to post. I thought that was kind of lazy. This morning as I was sitting quietly listening to the silence in the house, I realized that even when I…
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{Re}consider
Reconsider ugly produce and how we eat our veg. I knew this, but today it was reiterated as Keck and I binged watched a cooking show while two-screening. We’ve been especially fascinated by British cooking and gardening…
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{Re}v
As in rev up. Some days my writing motor needs to have a few more revolutions to keep me going. I wonder if I can come up with yet another again word. And, I’m not even halfway through the 365 days. I’ve not even gotten…
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{Re}invest
The floor is not level. We thought we could fix it. While it turns out we can fix it, in the process Keck noticed that we had another problem with the corners in the room. There are really two problems. The first is…
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{Re}bonjour
March 20 is “International Francophonie Day.” Of course, I didn’t know this until I was reading an article on Flipboard. The article, 23 things you don’t know about the French language until you live in France, had some…
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{Re}pack
It’s hard to do this today. Especially after the nap, the snow, and the fireplace. Yet, I have to go back to reality tomorrow. We’ve drug out the suitcases, folded up the dirty clothes, and left out enough unpacked…