You can fight back from injury, full of that feeling of the fire in you to fight back against the pain–pain in your body, in your life, in your past over all the chances you weren’t given–and still end up hopeless. I sit on the deck in the setting sun, pushing back against the self-pity that traps the weak who feel imprisoned by
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You can’t stop the raging storm, but singing can change the hearts and spirits of the people who are together on that ship. – Anne Lamott I suppose this is my song for today… So we chose the house 4 years ago largely for its amazing backyard. I envisioned writing retreats where we’d sit out on the deck and talk
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“Spring always new forms of life, from the soul of man that is joined to the soul of stone; Out of the meaningless practical shapes of all that is living or lifeless, Joined with the artist’s eye, new life, new form, new colour. Out of the sea of sound the life of music….” T.S. Eliot Many thoughts you have to
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This week, I've been looking for a new used car. Nothing too fancy. On top of slaving to finish the basement before the darkness of winter saps my energy, my wife has helped me realize that I need new wheels. Now that I'm driving Ellie to school, my 1990 Honda Civic wagon, beauty that she is, doesn't cut it. No airbags, no all-wheel drive, no
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