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IT’S ALL ABOUT ME

Sometimes All the time I feel self possessed. I’m consumed with me, I and myself. It’s all about me. I wonder if it is a bad thing. Is it a selfish thing? Am I a narcissist? By definition it is … Continue reading

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THE HEAT IS ON

There are no easies especially on sizzling hot days. My AC doesn’t work. Turning it on only killed the furnace fan. And no AC. How does that make life better, eh? So here I am chilling on the deck, trying … Continue reading

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HOW TO LIVE IN EQUANIMITY

I’ve come to accept that I am a striver, always trying, to do better, to be more. I am a restless soul. In this life, I will always be busy trying and trying. I will rest later – in my … Continue reading

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YOU DROPPED SOMETHING

Saturday morning. Halfway through September. It is grey and cool. Suddenly summer seems over. I can feel the change in energy. I miss the heat now that it’s gone. The autumn brings its own gifts. I feel the urge to … Continue reading

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THE THINGS I CAN’T CHANGE

I believe that when we are hit with an ‘aha’ moment we should give it due respect and pay attention. The other day my mother phoned.  Could I make a doctor’s appointment for her.  My father had tried a couple … Continue reading

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BEWITCHED AND BEDEVILLED

Mmmm! So delicious, the first sip of sweet and spicy Chai.  The morning is grey and wet – misty rain falling down.  The forecast calls for ice pellets later on. Nice I had sunny yesterday to reflect on.  I haven’t … Continue reading

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AIN’T NO MOUNTAIN HIGH ENOUGH

I am ignited by Anne Lamott’s post on perfectionism this morning. ” There’s a whole chapter on perfectionism in Bird by Bird, because it is the great enemy of the writer, and of life, our sweet messy beautiful screwed up human … Continue reading

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