The content reflects a passionate desire to embrace life fully by taking risks and rejecting mediocrity. It celebrates the idea of “flying” as an act of bravery, encouraging others to overcome fear of failure and embrace their unique selves. The piece promotes self-expression and adventure through creativity and connection.
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Contemplation Is A Hammer…
The text explores the essence of contemplation as a profound awareness of life, emphasizing gratitude and connection to a transcendent Source. In vivid imagery, it highlights everyday moments that evoke stillness and mindfulness, illustrating that contemplation emerges from being present, surrendering, and embracing simplicity, ultimately calling for unity of mind and body.
Friday Tune-Up!
Here’s your Friday tune, Mammy… You can know a lot about a soul just by listening to their song list on Spotify… every Friday, FourthSon sends me a “It’s Friday!” song. Often, I’ll reciprocate. Music produces a kind of pleasure which human nature cannot do without. Confucious I look forward to this exchange which IContinue reading “Friday Tune-Up!”
If I’d Only Known…
Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things. Robert Brault Yesterday, I reached into the freezer for a few more leftover Christmas cookies, oh those marvelous delicious wonderful morsels! There were none left. Not one. Not. One. Cookie. Had I known that last week, whenContinue reading “If I’d Only Known…”
Be Still… or else!
Stay inside today, Mama…. G-Butt, on this windy, rainy day I am a list maker. I make lists. I make lists of my lists. Organized and precise, I can dream wilder and wider when I know that the bathroom is getting cleaned on Thursday, the laundry on Saturday, shopping on Tuesday… go ahead, Lis, dreamContinue reading “Be Still… or else!”
Pants And Soup
I had to wear pants today. PANTS! I hate pants. I hate clothes in general. Gah, the feel of fabric on my skin. No. Hard no. But… as summer ebbs its way into autumn, pants. Because, more than hating the feel of pants, I loathe being cold. I can’t change the inevitable changing of seasons.Continue reading “Pants And Soup”
Writing Every Day Down 