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The Power of Intent: Habits for Life On Purpose
All paintings on this page by Claude Monet, 1840-1926, Impressionism Living intentionally requires a person to be intentional! At first, it is hard work, much harder than the old, unhelpful habits. Living with intention means always on — at first. Every response and reaction is up for research. Every focus and flow is questioned. You…
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The Bookmark: April
Vincent van Gogh, Blossoming Almond Branch in a Glass with a Book, 1888, oil on canvas, Arles, France. An inch of rain is predicted today, starting at 11. As I am writing the skies are clear. I have plans to pull weeds if it doesn’t rain, and to sew a dress if it does. I…
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An Exaltation of Larks
A little madness in the spring is wholesome even for a king. -Emily Dickinson And what could be madder than the English language? Here’s some perfectly grammatical sentences allowed in English. Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo.Will Will Smith smith?The old man the boat.The complex houses married and single soldiers and their families.A boat shipping boat transports…
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In Poetry We Say…
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar. –Percy Bysshe Shelley The Donkey When fishes flew and forests walked And figs grew upon thorn,Some moment when the moon was blood Then surely I was born.With monstrous head and sickening cry And…
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The Bookmark: March
Vincent van Gogh, Blossoming Almond Branch in a Glass with a Book, 1888, oil on canves, Arles, France. The reading in March has taken me from my armchair to Africa to Europe to Iowa. The time periods spanned hundreds of years from the early 1600’s to 1903. I know of no other hobby that has…
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A Spring Lament
In my corner of the world, spring does not spring. Winter lets go reluctantly. Spring hesitates, makes an attempt and then retreats, again and again. Blue skies, rain, snow, sunshine and sleet take turns. The friction of transition can be mildly irritating or completely exhausting. My emotions mirror the weather. Spring is a restless, achey,…
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