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our path.

why I write.

I’m blessed.  My life story is boring.  No tragic events.  No astonishing feats of world fame.  Just somewhere in the middle.  If anyone should be happy, it’s me.

But life isn’t logical… and, that’s why I write.

 

I’ve learned to believe in better… in me, in us, and in what we do.

This blog is about taking action… through storytelling… about our collective journey to be our best selves.  The scenery is awesome, with something to learn at every bend!

Category: Presence

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Living a life, between…

For months, I’ve been preoccupied with an odd, sad emotion. It seems everywhere I turn, people judge others.  Winners or … Continue reading Living a life, between…

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24 hours in late November.

This morning I walked to my office.  I wish I remembered a jacket.  The wind and rain chilled me to … Continue reading 24 hours in late November.

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the intersection of I-10 and I-25.

Yesterday afternoon I mowed the lawn.  It was a cool fall day, colorful leaves decorating the ground, crispness in the air. … Continue reading the intersection of I-10 and I-25.

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counting drips…

When Brennan was 8-years old we heard him giggling in the back seat of our car riding to a soccer … Continue reading counting drips…

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shuffling like grandpa.

A small man. Just over 5 feet tall, 120 pounds with suitcase in hand. Quiet. Better said, nearly silent. I … Continue reading shuffling like grandpa.

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stop and…

Walking to the train this week, I’ve noticed a bike rider in the distance. She pulls to a stop, briefly … Continue reading stop and…

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