Tag: joy
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What do you name your coffee machine? On Control, Surrender & Obedience.
I have been thinking a great deal about Hagar of late. The context for this is a little strange, I’ll admit, but bear with me (yes, I say that a lot). We are grateful to have wonderful cafes in our area. Including workers who take time to learn our name (more than some co-workers do!)…
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Thank God for Summer.
Blessed are thoseWho feel the weightOf the world upon their shouldersAnd feel the grassUnder their feet.May the summerBring more of the latter.Blessed are those Who may have forgottenThe message lostIn the oft misquoted ‘This one wild and precious life’Is not to lose ourselves to productivity But – to wonder.For life is moreThan the weightYou carry.…
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Life – That Wasn’t On My Bingo Card!
Have you had something happen recently and your response was, “that wasn’t on my Bingo card!” If not, perhaps you’ve seen it on social media. I love this expression. It is such a humorous way of responding to the unexpected, mostly choosing to laugh at minor inconveniences instead of letting them ruin our day. As…
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little joys.
Life is full of little surprisesand tastes of joy -if only we open ourselves up to them. Why, just this morning I was delighted when a cashier asked for my IDI let out a chuckle(I’m sure you would, too)Sure, she could seeand the “19” at the startof my year of birthwould be enoughBut there would…
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something special
You say “I’m nothing special.”are you kidding me? you are superhuman / superwoman / my idol / all I want to be when I grow up / you hate confrontation and yet face issues head on / you hate superfluous greetings and yet are abundant in humour and friendly offerings / even for those who…
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diggers & unicorns
My son asked me to draw a diggerMy daughter asked for a unicornBoys love all things concrete, and concrete.Real, reliable, strong, dependableStrength you can touchLike the wheels on a dump truckAnd depend uponLike Spider-Man’s websUs girls are still chasing magicAnd the elusive beautyof all we cannot fully seeLike unicorns and fairiesTheir flight and whimsyBringing hope…
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An Ode to Galentine’s Day – on the joy of female friendship.
It was a beautiful autumn Saturday. The fallen leaves crunched beneath our feet and the hope of all to come floated in the air and whispered to us in the wind. The afternoon unfolded easily. Lost in conversation, enormous mugs of coffee and the most delicious Parisian déjeuner (lunch). All thoughts of the day before,…
letters and lattes 