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The Wasatch Report: The Lesson of McCarthy's Bar
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The Lesson of McCarthy's Bar. One of my favorite books, is part travelogue and part journey of self-discovery. Written by British television presenter Pete McCarthy, it chronicles the author's trip through Ireland en route to a Christian pilgrimage in Lough Derg, once thought to be the end of the world. It was a blow, then, to learn that the author passed away in 2004. He wrote one other book, a sort of follow up to McCarthy's Bar, but succumbed to cancer shortly after that. I know it's odd to so acutely...
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The Wasatch Report: In the Name of Authenticity
http://wasatchreport.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-name-of-authenticity.html
In the Name of Authenticity. All day, I've been thinking about authenticity. Rather than fitting into a role, I've been trying to let my freak flag fly lately - loving what I love out loud and without apology, finding comfort in my own skin. Then me friend sent me a link to a TED Talk. The author of one of my favorite blogs, 1000 Awesome Things. Telling his story and sharing the three As of Awesome: Attitude, Awareness, and Authenticity. 1 I don't like sushi. 2 I love Myley Cyrus's "Party in the USA.".
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The Wasatch Report: Certain Things
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We heat our home with wood, so wintertime sees us spending most of our house-hours in the room with the wood stove. A squat, broad thing with a glass front door, it looks like a little fire-bellied Buddha, spreading enlightenment in the form of warmth. There are certain things that always make me happy, that make me smile from the inside out; sitting by a fire in our stove is one such thing. We all have them- these little sources of unconditional joy- but they're so different. Fabric Bunting and Garlands.
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The Wasatch Report: We Do What We Can
http://wasatchreport.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-do-what-we-can.html
We Do What We Can. I've had this post in mind for a while, but until today, I haven't been able to get the words in the right way. Too much distraction, too many tangents. Then, as always, the Muse found her way through the noise, delivering a poem so apt I found myself nodding from the first line to the last. After Reading There Might Be an Infinite Number of Dimensions. I'm thinking today of how we hold it together,. Arrive on time with the bottle of Zinfandel, a six-pack. Long a favorite for its choic...
