Priorities

Jul 08, 14 Priorities

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I try to stretch into my life, to catch a ride on a cloud, smooch a child, digest a delicious meal, lengthen a muscle deeply in a hot room, stroke my husband’s back, taste ice-cold water from a spring, feel my skin, show someone love until it aches in my heart, loan something to a neighbor, give something away I still like. Be me....

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Yoga Preparations

Dec 13, 13 Yoga Preparations

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alarm contacts on weigh myself get dressed in the dark find shoes in the dark grab clean clothes for later go downstairs let the dog out grab a food bar fill my water bottle with ice and water drink some water refill the bottle coat on pack my clothes in my yoga bag get in the car drive to yoga eating 1/2 a food bar and drinking...

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My Legacy

Oct 18, 13 My Legacy

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              If I died tomorrow, or even today in a fiery hot car crash and people arrived at my funeral, talked about how I mattered, what would they say?   Would they mention how busy I was raising kids and driving carpools? Would they talk about how I made school lunches and got dinner on...

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Been Surprised by Love

Sep 13, 13 Been Surprised by Love

Posted by in Family, Poetry

Since I first brought her home, Been surprised by the intensity of my love. I didn’t know I could love that deeply. When she was little and would get hurt, Been surprised by the sickness in the pit of my stomach. Now she is living on her own, Been surprised by the sense of well-being since she is home visiting. I didn’t...

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Rebellious Ones

Aug 16, 13 Rebellious Ones

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Rebellious ones write poetry that doesn’t rhyme, They ride dark horses through the land of joy and plenty. They re-invent wheels, organize troops , and accomplish the impossible every day. They are visionaries, rebels, convicts, actors, saints, thrill seekers, rabble-rousers, children, and circus performers. At best they test...

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Summer Sun

Jul 12, 13 Summer Sun

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Beautiful day full of silky hot strands of sunshine in the air Watching my children exploring, making a limbo game from a fallen tree Taking off their shoes to tip-toe into the water Recklessly hanging upside down from the play structure. “Mom, can you take my picture?” they yell. I fill with pleasure just watching them...

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