May 2013
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Moments
That moment where you finally step out into the world, feel the solid ground beneath your feet, see how blue the sky is, feel your heart swell with a soundbyte and just think:
Oh! THIS is what has been missing! This is what this felt like! Thanks for reminding me!
Pure, unfettered joy indeed.
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5 Little Successes
5 Little Successes
One: Success is the unopened bottle of white wine chilling in your fridge. The one that you were so sure you would need to get through the night, but sits there, unopened. Two: Success is found in the red, puffy eyes you have the morning after the night you broke down. The one where panic set in or you were terrified your heart would never mend. But now, though raw, there are...
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Harbor-bound
Even when ghosts of past lives push forward, their hands making imprints from the inside of your chest, you must pause. Breathe. Again. Good. You are anchored here now. The ties holding you against crashing waves are softer, better for your skin than the ones you wove from lightening-struck ligaments. Yes, it might feel easier to give in and let the sea engross you with its power and barrel-roll...
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After years of being out at sea— the...
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Anchors: 3 Things that make Mama Beth the best
1) Her impressive use of technology. Mama Beth rocks instagram, facebook, and even has a twitter account. In a world where it would be easy to step back and say “Nope. That wasn’t around for me. I have no interest,” Mom jumps in with both feet. She is always willing and excited to learn.
2) Her impressive ability to make me laugh. She is always funny, a biting intelligent with...
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Thunderstorms
I have come with a nomad’s heart and a travelers’s body. After years of being out at sea— the twitch-muscles in my calves are so used to the constant swaying of shaky hands and fluid commitments that the stability of feeling safe is so foreign it is almost dizzying. My internal buoy has been measuring the up-downs of surrounding ebbs and flows that simply sitting quietly while...
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April 2013
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“Never underestimate my Jesus, for when the world...
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Perfect Monday jam.
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The Official White House Tumblr: The White House,... →
whitehouse:
We see some great things here at the White House every day, and sharing that stuff with you is one of the best parts of our jobs. That’s why we’re launching a Tumblr. We’ll post things like the best quotes from President Obama, or video of young scientists visiting the White House for the science…
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Running to Forgiveness
Today, I ran farther than I have in months. I found 2 things:
1) grief
2) forgiveness
Let’s start with the first:
On Grief
Back when I started teaching in 2009, I wrote about how I could only cry while I ran. Somehow, “the wall I’ve built around myself to keep [my students’ harmful words] out is thick enough that…I’m just not vulnerable enough to break in front of...
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When I walk by someone I hate
whatshouldwecallme:
What I do:
What I wish I could do:
yes.
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For What Binds Us
by Jane Hirshfield
There are names for what binds us: strong forces, weak forces. Look around, you can see them: the skin that forms in a half-empty cup, nails rusting into the places they join, joints dovetailed on their own weight. The way things stay so solidly wherever they’ve been set down— and gravity, scientists say, is weak.
And see how the flesh grows back across a wound,...
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How to Treat the One You’re With, Ver. 5.0: A nerd...
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Feel him anchor himself to you as a partner. Use this new sensation to override the memories of a powerful Southern palm as it slid, slowly like cigar smoke, along the back of your neck in a crowded bar. Admit that you loved the way it massaged your neck that night, held you in its power like a dog holding a pup by the scruff of its neck, but all that meant was that you would never stand...
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An Update.
This is my Auntie Achara, more often known to me as my Auntie Mee. A few days ago, she passed away from pancreatic cancer.
While the prognosis was nearly 2 years ago (so we were able to prepare a little, and she was able to do things before she left us), this feels horrible. My 2 cousins, who are 11 and 13, shouldn’t have to be without their mom. My uncle will have to raise them on his...
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