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We all have a story.
Like this broccoli. Who planted it? Where did it grow? Who picked it, cut it, washed it, shipped it, stored it. Then I bought it and cooked it. It definitely looks different than how it first came into being. It will transform again when I consume it. Consider stories untold.
Like this broccoli. Who planted it? Where did it grow? Who picked it, cut it, washed it, shipped it, stored it. Then I bought it and cooked it. It definitely looks different than how it first came into being. It will transform again when I consume it. Consider stories untold.
June 1, 2025 at 5:25 PM
We all have a story.
Like this broccoli. Who planted it? Where did it grow? Who picked it, cut it, washed it, shipped it, stored it. Then I bought it and cooked it. It definitely looks different than how it first came into being. It will transform again when I consume it. Consider stories untold.
Like this broccoli. Who planted it? Where did it grow? Who picked it, cut it, washed it, shipped it, stored it. Then I bought it and cooked it. It definitely looks different than how it first came into being. It will transform again when I consume it. Consider stories untold.
Go slow. Decelerate. Better yet stop. To live in the moment is to feel more, and when we feel more, we’re being. To be in the moment is to feel more, and when we feel more, we’re living. Feeling, being, living. Breathe it in. Slow…Still.
May 31, 2025 at 1:07 AM
Go slow. Decelerate. Better yet stop. To live in the moment is to feel more, and when we feel more, we’re being. To be in the moment is to feel more, and when we feel more, we’re living. Feeling, being, living. Breathe it in. Slow…Still.
“Settle” is scary word in a culture that defines worth from striving. Wanting more comes from an emptiness never satisfied. Now I see “settling” not as acquiescence, but acceptance. Grateful for what I have. Going forward we don’t reach the clouds, but circle. To lay back and settle, they appear.
May 29, 2025 at 4:29 PM
“Settle” is scary word in a culture that defines worth from striving. Wanting more comes from an emptiness never satisfied. Now I see “settling” not as acquiescence, but acceptance. Grateful for what I have. Going forward we don’t reach the clouds, but circle. To lay back and settle, they appear.
Breathe in, breathe out. Let it go. Right wrong gone. Be.
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase
each other
doesn’t make any sense.”
~ Rumi
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase
each other
doesn’t make any sense.”
~ Rumi
May 28, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Breathe in, breathe out. Let it go. Right wrong gone. Be.
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase
each other
doesn’t make any sense.”
~ Rumi
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase
each other
doesn’t make any sense.”
~ Rumi