Tag: #life
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Orange Zest
Orange Zest I looked down at the orange in my hand. The clean fresh scent drifts up and encircles me. An orange hug, a fresh embrace. The peel in my hand is bright and thick and colorful. It’s skin when scraped against the grater yields, zest. Rubbed raw against the grater, the outside is sweet,…
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Chicken Wings and Snow Squalls
Home is my absolute favorite place. I’m always happy to travel, to go to see friends and family and visit. But sometimes I just need home. The comfort and familiarity of it. Heading back today towards home I rode into a storm. Winter storms here kick up quickly, they can be unforgiving. The bridge had…
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Rainbows around the moon
There is a calm and peaceful feeling in winter. Tonight there was a rainbow (moonbow) around the moon. How rare and beautiful. When I scanned the sky, the stars shone bright. Constellations to the right. The North Star glowing . It seemed larger than usual. A white ball in the sky. I know this has…
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Grateful
The Italian lady puts a platter in front of me. It’s enough food for 6 people. Here you go she says and smiles at me. She is tiny and thin and her apron hangs crooked on her. Her eyes are deep brown and kind. She touches my shoulder and says enjoy. The food is steaming…
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Flowers in the window
My mom was dying. She was at home in what they call home hospice. The nurse assigned was advised by her physician to give her morphine. My mom was tiny, fading and full of pain. The morphine helped. This morning I watered the flowers I bought for her two years ago. They sit in my…
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Be not forgetful to entertain strangers
My grandparents lived in a small house in a valley. The railroad ran below the valley and the tracks ran over the river. Sometimes my brother and I walked on the tracks, looking down through the slats at the river. We knew the schedule so we would walk along between runs. My dad remembered that…
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Sit still
We were taught to be quiet when we were children, to listen. Somehow the world worked to change us. As an adult, I had to go back and find myself and reclaim that identity. I learned to be quiet again, to understand the power of silence and stillness again. A crow watches the birds at…
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Winter
The morning is quiet and the sky is dark. I look out the window across the way and point out the lights in the distance. Look at the star in the sky, I say to my husband. It’s the north star he says. Yes, I smile. It’s the Northstar. The morning sky is dark…
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Love
Love really is the answer to everything. It is pure, innocent, without an agenda. Love is what ties us to our creator. Nothing is asked of you, there is no condition or punishment when love is present. Pure love will never hurt, control you or demean you. Creator is joy, creator is everwhere, inside you…
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Autumn
It’s dark in the morning and the sun comes up after 7am. I love autumn mornings. The air is crisp, fresh and cold. I have my coffee looking out at the valley. My husband makes more coffee for us. We voted yesterday. The pace of people in and out of the voting area was brisk.…
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