Loss changed me in very profound ways I learned about the depths of sadness and the brutality of loss. But I also learned that when life sucks you under–you can kick against the bottom, break the surface, and breathe again. –Sheryl Sandberg The other day I was scrolling through Facebook, and I stumbled upon this inspirational interview with David Goggins. He says a lot in the video, telling the story…
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Springtime & Impermanence // Nothing endures…
Read moreI am completely connected with the earth–my energy is directly connected with its energy. When I step outside, into nature, I feel the most alive. The air takes on a life of its own amidst the magic of each season. In spring, the sweet smell…
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My cup runneth over.
Read moreThere have been moments recently where the beauty of life brings me to my knees. Life teaches me — over and over again — that the human heart has a capacity for healing far greater than I could ever imagine. I’ve seen people rise up…
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The Button Tin
Read moreMy grandmother collected buttons in a red and yellow tin. As a girl, I played with those buttons for hours and hours and hours. I sorted them by size, by shape, and by colour. I named them. I made them into families. I knew which…
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My Grandmother’s Records
Read moreMy mother and her siblings have been going through the painful process of cleaning out my grandmother’s house. I’ve been in & out a few times. I took some things that have a lot of sentimental value to me—drawings by a much younger version of…
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golden afternoon: goodbye
Read moreMy Mom mom was a most wonderful woman. She had a big heart and a beautiful smile. She took care of me when I was sick. She made me oodles of noodles & the best grilled cheese sandwiches that I’ll ever have. When I was…
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Poetry: Another Poem About the Heart | Jenn Habel
Read moreAnother Poem About the Heart | Jenn Habel When the floor drops out, as it has now, you cannot hear the squirrel on the wire outside your window, the wheels spinning on the road below. You want only pity and are presented with the unbelievable…
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Poetry Friday: Antilamentation | Dorianne Laux
Read moreAntilamentation | Dorianne Laux Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read to the end just to find out who killed the cook. Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark, in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication. Not the lover you…
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Poetry Friday: Last night, as I was sleeping | Antonio Machado
Read moreLast night, as I was sleeping | Antonio Machado Last night, as I was sleeping, I dreamt — marvelous error!— that a spring was breaking out in my heart. I said: Along which secret aqueduct, Oh water, are you coming to me, water of a…