You are the arrow and the archer
You have been shaped by everything you’ve survived. In the middle of your life, you see this, and you realize you are the one who decides what happens next.
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Keep shining, dear one
A message for you to keep going I wrote this today. Or maybe it wrote me… I believe in my heart of hearts that I will always have enough. Can I say I am enough? That one’s tougher, but that’s where I need to get to. That’s an important part of my journey. I wonder what can…
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The life I would allow myself to live
Hustle culture is lying to you. Here’s how to set yourself free. Yesterday, I had a conversation with a new-old friend. She asked what I’m working on, and I found myself speaking my vision aloud for the first time. As I rambled through my dream, I noticed how right it felt. My heart shined, ablaze…
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The sound of one hand clapping
You got the applause you craved, but it felt hollow. Here’s why. In one of my earliest memories, I’m four years old, standing barefoot on a grassy hill at some sort of summer camp. I don’t know the other kids. They don’t want to know me. And then it came, like a bolt from the…
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Saturday Adventures
I told him that the trail would be “mostly downhill,” since we had climbed mostly uphill to reach the falls. That was a bold-faced lie, but he fell for it.
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Cookies and feels
Apparently I’m a little stuck on baking. So stuck, in fact, that in one short week I have used up these kitchen staples: Flour Salt Chocolate Chips And before you say anything, chocolate chips *are too* a staple. I used them today when I decided to bake cookies. These cookies are my jam I’ve been…
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More yeast bread!
This morning I made sandwich rolls. They are the simplest thing in the world and they’re SO much better than anything I’ve ever found in a plastic bag. My sandwich rolls call all the boys to the yard, including Jacques and Beau. Woof. They didn’t get as brown as the photo in the recipe, but…
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My first time (baking yeast bread)
When I decided to make my life about making things instead of thinking things, it was inevitable that I would eventually arrive at baking. Honestly, I’m pretty obsessed with food. I don’t cook often (one of the perks of being married to a retired chef), but John doesn’t really bake and I thought, hell, I…
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Gardenia
Gentle reader, meet our long-awaited gardenia blossom. ❤️ She took her sweet time, but here she is.
