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Category Archives: Friends
The Abecedarian’s Abecedarian (46)
All of us here in the room but not all of us here yet, I think choosing to be present now as we write dropping down entering in feeling the balls of my feet on the cold floor grounding myself … Continue reading
Posted in Daily life, Friends, Fun, Inspiration, People, Poems, Thoughts, Writing
Tagged abecedarian, poetry, writing workshop, x marks the spot
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Maybe I Do Love Writing (42)
Maybe I do love writing like I’d love a sister who could set my teeth clenching like no other, whose icky tone of voice would mirror mine, who might not speak her judgment out loud but the phone would be … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Family, Fiction, Friends, Life, Musings, Reflections, Thoughts, Writing
Tagged sonic boom, sweaty sex, writing as tie to the earth, writing as what keeps me alive, yoga practice
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No Regrets (39)
I turned down a chance to hike in the desert this morning with people I like very much. It would have meant catching the bus at 7:45, and it sounded like too much to me last night, too much to … Continue reading
Posted in Animals, Birds, Blogging, Daily life, Friends, Gratitude, Home, Life, Nature, Walking, Writing
Tagged Christmas lights, new year's eve day, quiet joy
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