poetry
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Finding Authenticity
Slowly, I ReturnI lost myself in noise and speed,In chasing things I didn’t need.But now I walk a softer lane-One stitched with peace instead of pain.I don’t arrive in grand display,I show up gently day by day.A breath, a step, a choice to stay-That’s how I find my healing way.No need for loud, no need…
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Searching for Truth
Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake. Wallace Stevens My process for writing my blog post each week is always the same. I approach it as though I were a journalist. On Wednesday, I write a rough draft and the next day I polish it and post it by the Thursday deadline.…
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Hope
This new day is too dear, with it’s hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on yesterdays. Ralph Waldo Emerson The view from my window is desolate. January brought extremely cold weather. I looked forward to warmer temperatures this week. When I put on a lighter coat to take the dog for a walk the…
Aging with Grace 