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Wednesday Wish (170); Feeling Our Way Through These Chrysalis Times

The warm Southern air soothed all my rough edges just as it always did, a slight breeze awakening the thin film of shine on my neck,...

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Wednesday Wish (169); Ask the Big Questions

Our house sat like a bump on a log. Except it was a square bump perched on stilts in a grassy field in the middle of the rainforest, the...

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Wednesday Wish (168); Create. . . a World You Want to Inhabit.

If hindsight is 20/20, what did 2020 teach you? Has it taught you to cherish what you have? Or to appreciate what you don’t? Has it...

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Friday Favorite (2); Untamed and Utterly Free

The plum tree toward the back of the orchard, the one that grew closest to the fence, didn’t look like the others. Her limbs didn’t shoot...

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Wednesday Wish (167); Giving From the Heart

She was young but her spirit had already walked many, many miles. Her voice was rough, her eyes were tired, her body dragged. I saw her...

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Wednesday Wish (166); Autumn Whispers

On the Tennessee mountain where I make my home, Fall comes gently. It creeps in like a slow-moving wave, never rushing but gently...

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Friday Favorite (1); Leaf Critters

I don’t know when it first began, but it’s been a Fall tradition of mine for years now. . .

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Wednesday Wish (165); Look to the Artist, Within

She didn’t have almond eyes like so many of her friends. They were big and round, as if they were made for catching every last bit of...

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Wednesday Wish (164); The Sacred Secret Within

Charlie woke me up the other day. I didn’t know it was Charlie when I first heard the noise; I discovered that later. Not just that it...

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Wednesday Wish (163); Key to a Kinder World

I stood in front of a group of seated men, their bodies squished into high school desks, each one dressed in dark green shirts and pants,...

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