When all that’s here is change

I am completely aware that the only constant in life is change, but this time, it’s staring me in the face. The lake is different. The sky is different. The owl hooting was even from a different place in the woods.

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Surrender to New Life

Still shaking off the ashes and wiping the dust from my eyes – a slow rise for a jeweled bird.

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Music Monday – Jeff Tweedy

In the meantime, a little Jeff Tweed to color your week. The music is a  sweet kind of folk/country/new americana that might make you pause for a few minutes.

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What have you got?

I keep reminding myself to ask – what’s the gift? There is definitely the gift of going deep (no choice?), getting real, and looking fear and anger directly in the eye and allowing it’s expression by asking – what have you got?

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Five – Beyond the Order of Things

Tangent pulled from the middle of this free-write: Brunettes. I love dark boys, the dark hair, the dark skin, the pale eyes. I never thought I had a type, but looking back I see I have a thing for Mediterranean men. Darker men. I love curly hair and almond-shaped eyes. Light brown eyes, green eyes, blue eyes. Oh, but dark hair and lovely sharp features.

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