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Eye of the storm
Some days it’s hard to catch my breath Feeling the air as it rushes by A whoosh and a gust, But not life sustaining Not slowing to caress my face Instead picking me, Into the eye of the hurricane Things from within are calm Still The speed outside blurry and overwhelming I close my eyes…
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Metamophosis
Pressure Creates diamonds From the black stone Within Heat Forges a weapon From A simple piece of tin A chrysalis Transforms the Caterpillar Giving it wings The swan, an ugly duckling With all that it sings For every tough Or difficult move Something better Awaits you- Your personal truth
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Conspicuous consumption
Never let your kids watch Ryan’s toy review on you tube. You’d think it would be a safe show, until your three year old tells you “I want to buy all these” Oh, right. Kids want to have everything they see. Like new clothes, New houses, New toys. Sometimes I wish they could just be…
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Underwater slow motion
I’m dreaming of the weekend, Wondering if I’ll get to sleep in, or do a thousand things instead. My soul is a lead balloon dragging me down, in to the still channels Where the fish float by Examining me with their large, unbelieving eyes. Confused to see the surface dweller Within their midst. I shake…
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Tuesday times two
I’m not sure how it’s only Tuesday. Once again, I’ve been confronted with the reason I dislike taking time off. It’s because every time I return, I find myself doing the same amount of work in one day that should have been spread over two. It made me take a step back, and consider what…
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Intermission from home
I boarded the plane, turning my back on my home and lifting into the skies. As we soared over the mountains I was filled with a sense of awe at the beauty and enormity of nature. Snow already covered the highest peaks, but the sky was cerulean blue as the sun beamed down. I caught…
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Too much Tuesday
First day back at school, but no, I didn’t take the pictures. I was already gone, headed to work before the kids went to school. I asked my husband if he could take pictures, and he did. But he warned me in advance that the kids were crying. Not about anything earthshaking or new, just…
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Midweek musings
I took last night off my blog. I’d thought about writing, then deliberately made the choice not to. My year of blogging dangerously was over months ago, but I’m happy to find that it has remained a valuable part of my day, on most days, at least. Yesterday however, was not one of those days.…
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The week before school
It’s still August, I realized as the morning flew by. The back to school rush is set to begin next week, and I know the kids are ready Because of their complete inability to hear when asked nicely to do anything. Strangley, when asked loudly for the third time with a thread of irritation colouring…
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Tautology Of life
Birth and death, Beginnings and endings Those at the start of the day And those watching the sun set We all start out fresh Unwrinkled Sublime But use up that spark, Until one day, The light winks out The curtains fall, And the next act begins What if the light we see As we go…