“Once one has encountered God everything has changed. One does not lead a charmed life – but it is amazing how charming the commonplace can become. One still has heavy work to do, but one works with assurance and poise. One still has temptations to meet, but they have been robbed of their power. One . . . → Read More: God Goggles
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Today is the second anniversary of this blog. I’ve written it for two years, through good times and bad. I made a commitment to do it every day, with the intention of examining my writing and becoming a better writer through that commitment. Something else happened that I didn’t count on. The writing helped me . . . → Read More: I Can Do Hard Things “I don’t believe in the phrase ‘guilty pleasure.’ Pleasure by definition has no guilt, for pleasure is a feeling pleased, happy, gratified and content. One shouldn’t feel guilt while experiencing happiness and contentment.” – David Lovejoy I tend to agree with Mr. Lovejoy and Paul, my gratitude guru. Paul made an excellent point today . . . → Read More: Guilty Pleasures…Or Not! I have been working on pre-judgement for a long time now. I know myself so well, that I just KNOW I will not like this or that. When I saw the commercials for the impending new talk show Katie, I just KNEW I wasn’t going to like it. I just KNEW I’d never have a . . . → Read More: Katie (as in, Couric) “Show”, don’t “tell” is a cardinal rule of the written page. If an author does not completely climb into the characters head and “let go”, readers will pick that up immediately and just as immediately probably put the book down because no emotional connection has been made. As a reader, you can always tell when . . . → Read More: Writer’s Rules Today my husband and I had four tickets to the Patriots home opener against the Arizona Cardinals. We took my Boston daughter and her friend. My husband planned a huge tailgate. He had chicken and steak tips and a myriad of other goodies. Half way to Foxboro my husband realizes he forgot the grill. This . . . → Read More: Sometimes…It’s Just Ugly “When was the last time you told your story?” – Question put to the sick by a Native American Medicine Man. If that was a question put to the sick, it leads me to think that “telling one’s story” is somehow healing. This must be why, when someone sees us hurt or struggling or . . . → Read More: When Was the Last Time? Paddle boarding, cooking, and yesterday, kayaking – was the next adventure in this time of doing things that scare me or take me out of my comfort zone. My good friend asked me to come kayaking with her on West Falmouth Harbor. I had never kayaked before – my paddle boarding experience was the first . . . → Read More: The Next Adventure Pursuing things that scare me and diving into areas outside of my comfort zone is becoming prominent on my radar lately, so…I did it again. Yup. I cooked. As most of you know, that only happens maybe twice in a blue moon so….in honor of last week’s blue moon, I cooked. I found a . . . → Read More: If You Have Romas This morning at 9:46 when the president held a moment of silence on the White House lawn, I realized that once again it was Tuesday. I looked outside and the weather was exactly like it was that Tuesday morning 11 years ago. During that moment of silence, as the chimes played, I was eerily taken . . . → Read More: I Remember |
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