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Never doubt that you can change history. You already have.

Marge Piercy



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How To Accelerate Hindsight

I have a spot reserved in my heart for the small voice that speaks at the exact moment the yammering crowd silences –when the noise parts and the small voice says the thing everyone is to afraid to say—and usually the last thing I want to admit.
Finally.
Sort of.

The Betwixt and Between

lim•i•nal•i•ty: a psychological or metaphysical subjective state, conscious or unconscious, of being on the “threshold” of or between two different existential planes.
I harbor a deep and growing resentment toward the horoscope in the Sunday paper. I repeatedly tells me *today is a 7*. I cannot get past a 7. Every flipping Sunday—7.

You Are Your Actions

Drowning and Swimming – both involve water and splashing about but, of course, you’d never confuse the two. You may think that’s a ridiculous statement but reflect a moment: there are choices you make, things you decide to do that make you sink like a stone in life yet you tell yourself that they represent forward motion.

Punch Above Your Weight

by Jill MacGregor

The measure of who we are is what we do with what we have.

~Vince Lombardi

Misspent Youth

I have found myself running into the girl I used to be lately. You may think that must mean some carefree version of myself, untethered by serious adult themes but that would not be the case.
I’ve definitely gotten younger as I’ve gotten older.

Life Lessons

You, you, you and you. AND ESPECIALLY YOU! You are all here to teach me something that I cannot learn any other way.

10 Life Changing Lessons I Learned From Painting

I been very surprised over the years by what painting has taught me about life—and I don’t mean about appreciating form and color. Painting is the one thing I can’t multi-task my way through. It demands my complete and undivided attention. Maybe that’s because an unhurried mind is more observant. These are some things that Painting has whispered in my ear while I’ve put my brush to canvas.