musings
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Poets.org daily poetry emails are a welcome start to my day. They are usually thought-provoking and usually introduce me to someone new. I was recently struck by The Puppet-Player by Angelina Weld Grimké: Sometimes it seems as though some puppet-player, A clenched claw cupping a craggy chin Sits just beyond the border of our seeing, Twitching
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Welp, we made it to July. What a year, huh? I spent this spring not only *not* in isolation but working on-site six days a week. And just as life was on its way to normal, “normal” became a thing of the past. A past where America was only great if you were a white,
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I’ve never believed in the whole runner’s high thing, but I was so emotional after my first outside run in eons (come on, autumn, you can do it), that I was *sobbing* in my car listening to an interview with the CEO of Dick’s Sporting Goods talking about their decision to cease most gun sales.
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This popped up in my fb memories today. How could I forget this glorious piece of campy joy?? Oh, that’s right – because while I was playing one of my dream roles, I was also in the midst of a toxic work situation and my mental health was at a very, very low point. Know
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Books are a form of political action. Books are knowledge. Books are reflection. Books change your mind. — Toni Morrison If we read outside our spheres of knowledge, we realize how much we all have in common, no matter our histories or skin colors — and we appreciate what makes others’ differences beautiful. And more
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I’m still processing what it was like to play one of my dream roles. And not just any dream role, the one I was most terrified to actually do and the one I have wanted the longest. See, I realized early on that my parents would never let me be a child star. So, despite
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I was not feeling a run tonight. I was exhausted mentally from the state of the world and physically from not eating enough because I was out of desk almonds. But I grabbed a pack of peanut butter crackers from the vending machine, laced up, and hit the trail. And ended up running 1.25 of
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April had cooking, and reading, and even a minibreak to Charlotte. But rather than highlight those things, I took the time to focus on another Susannah Conway Instagram meditation. Feel free to click here to explore the full photos – some of the prompts related to the day at hand perfectly, and some were a good
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The world is full of happy accidents. Somehow, in a way I can’t remember, at the end of 2017, I found Susannah Conway’s “Find Your Word” program. It was a great way to focus 2018. In another mysterious manner, I recently signed up for Sara Weinreb’s The M List. Her daily email tips are both
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Because I’ve written about it here multiple times, I feel obliged to tell the fives of you reading this why I will no longer support theSkimm. When I got enough friends to sign up for this daily enewletter, I was so excited to join the Skimm’bassador Facebook group, to connect with other likeminded folk who
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