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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." Aldous Huxley. Thursday, January 10, 2013. I have believed for a while now that the thing that is wrong with people, why so many people are so fucked up, is because they have forgotten who and what they are. I believe I know things from my ancestors, my way-back people. I think I know things from all of humanity, from the very earth itself. I believe we are that connected. And, yes, I do also believe in the butterfly effect.
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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." Aldous Huxley. Friday, December 07, 2012. I have finally convinced Emily that she can go to bed whenever she pleases as long as she turns off her TV and lights and goes to bed by herself. She now thinks she is so cool because she does. and her Mom also thinks she is so cool because she does this! HooRay for tiny victories! Its great that youve allowed it to happen in a way that lets her feel good about it. :).
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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." Aldous Huxley. Monday, February 03, 2014. I can't write what burns inside of me. When it comes out on the page I see how ugly it is.it will just have to stay where it is. Bottled up, stuffed down, simmering like a witches brew in my gut. Sharing it may help. Even though this was a long time ago. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Threads of the spider woman. Deepest Magic - Levi. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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A time for everything.: Living
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Tuesday, September 16, 2014. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A time for everything. Template by Simply Fabulous Blogger Templates.
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A time for everything.: When the hormones are gone.
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Monday, September 15, 2014. When the hormones are gone. Oh the things one will write when in a hormone induced postpartum fog. Five years later the hormones are gone and I'm left with the reality that there are days when gobbling him up sounds like the best plan of all. The cute cooing blob of baby goo has been replaced with an opinionated and strong willed four-year-old who stomps his foot while demanding ice cream for breakfast. Im sure Ill want a thousand take backs. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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A time for everything.: Quiet
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Wednesday, November 19, 2014. Currently, the six-year-old is at school, the three dogs are asleep, and the television is turned off. The only sound is that of Molly, our lab/husky/boxer who has one blue eye and one brown eye just like her mother, snoring next to me and the clickety clack of the keyboard as I type. It's glorious. I hope that I too will take this time to slow down and renew. Sorry for the slow response. These days, blogging falls to the bottom of the list. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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A time for everything.: At thirty-six
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Friday, July 03, 2015. Today I am thirty-six. That's double the age I feel until I try to turn a cartwheel and then I feel much much older. In 13,140 days I have laughed until I wet my pants, cried until I had the hicuups and then cried a little more, created and carried life inside of my own body, committed myself fully to another, lost and found myself again and again, held someone's hand as they took their last breath, and watched wide-eyed as a baby was born. Those seconds, hours, and days are me.
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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." Aldous Huxley. Wednesday, December 19, 2012. Well here it is . Christmas time again. I have been buying presents since May, so we didn't have to shell out a ton of money all at once. I still need to buy Em's annual purse filled with goodies and that is the last thing.and, of course, groceries! So, what are your plans for Christmas? We will have Mexican food and open presents on Christmas Eve. Chicken Green Chile Enchiladas.
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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." Aldous Huxley. Tuesday, November 27, 2012. I'm not sure what SIXTY is supposed to feel like, but, if this is what it is supposed to be. .it sucks. I know I need to lose 50, 60, 80 pounds. and I'm sure I would feel much better. Maybe I wouldn't hurt so bad all the time. But, that feels like a lost cause to me. I do pretty good for the first few hours of the days, well, up until about noon. then I am pretty much just DONE.
