Category: Moving Forward

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Tales of Wolves

About this time six years ago, I had a peculiar, eerie dream that shook me to the core. There was no clear message, no strange to story to recount, but the imagery was so strong I looked it up in a book on the meaning of dreams. There were four elements to the dream, and I’m not clear on all of them anymore, but … Read More Tales of Wolves

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On the Balance, Fear is an Equal Weight

In July 1999, while in New York for my brother’s wedding, my aunt & I stopped to shop in the World Trade Center. She pushed for the $20 elevator ride to the top, but I balked. “I’m scared of heights,” I admitted. “I mean, it’s not like I think I’m going to fall off the building if we go up there, but I’d be too … Read More On the Balance, Fear is an Equal Weight

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Treasure the Simple, Value the Complex

As I was unpacking for my second year of dorm life, the wife of one of my professors stopped by and peeked in to see how I was doing. She brought a dozen chocolate chip cookies, which I no doubt quickly devoured, and looked around with a smile. “I always get nostalgic when I see you kids unpack,” she said. “It reminds me of … Read More Treasure the Simple, Value the Complex

A Lifetime Search

Always the question with job hunting, “what am I capable of doing, and what will I enjoy doing?” We’re told to pursue our passion, to do what we love, but there are times when we must simply seek a job we can do well and be content with for a time, maybe a long time, and perhaps find the greater satisfaction elsewhere. If I … Read More A Lifetime Search

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Resolutions and Revelations: Two Years Later

Two years ago today, I opened my WordPress account and posted my first post. The page was bare; I later added a small picture, but there were no graphics, no widgets, no header photo, nothing. Black words on a white page. I got three views and much later, one like. It wasn’t until the following May I really put effort into this blog, and … Read More Resolutions and Revelations: Two Years Later

Whooz da prettumzist?

Da kittums, dat’s who. I confess, I tried to set up a cute picture of one of my cats looking in the mirror for today’s prompt (Primp). It didn’t work. I guess they aren’t as vain as their mama. So let’s move on from the kittens, and on to me… I spend less time these days in front of mirror than I did years … Read More Whooz da prettumzist?

The Only Thing Exterminated Here is the Death Penalty 

In my last job, we weren’t allowed to kill the bugs. Okay, it’s a bed & breakfast, so they had an exterminator come out on a regular basis for the comfort of their guests, but if a wasp flew into the dining room, you called Bill. He’d show up with the bug jar, capture the wasp and set it free. Which is all well … Read More The Only Thing Exterminated Here is the Death Penalty 

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