Morning Pages: Navigating the In-Between Road

I just finished reading Marc Hamer’s luminous book Seed to Dust, published in Canada by the great folks at Greystone Books in Vancouver and printed by my favorite book printer, Friesens (shout out, as always, to our wonderful friend and rep there Donovan Bergman!)

I was telling a friend and client of mine this morning (a wise lady farmer), that I have not been able to stop thinking about the book since I finished it.

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Morning Pages: Alice in Wonderland

Remember when Alice went through the Looking Glass to Wonderland? This is how I feel when I’m doing internet research. I think the metaphor is apt…I’m looking to make meaning, to understand, and I look into the giant mirror, the screen that leads me into new worlds, and whose temptations are many, and whose answers only lead to more questions, and more, and more…

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Morning Pages: Do-Ha

I broke my Starbucks Doha mug this morning. A stupid slip. I’ve noticed lately that I’ve become a bumbler, a fumbler, a last-minute grasper of things about to fall. I need to work on my grip strength, I suppose. Is that yet another in the litany of things that age strips away from us?

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Morning Pages: A Lost Lady

There’s something about writing the first things that come out of your head every morning with the first cup of coffee near at hand. My mind is clearest then, if I’ve had a decent sleep. No telling how long it will stay that way, unless I add an Adderall into the equation. Then I can usually count on a good five hours of mental clarity.

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Morning Pages: Ivanka Schmanka

So I grew up in Kansas at a time when the state was Republican, but had a Democrat as its governor. Is it any wonder I was politically conflicted? The older I get the more I realize that left and right party ideals are not nearly as black and white as they used to be. And in those decades, the traditional two parties have devolved into a spectrum of grays, like center Republicans (are they conservative Democrats?) and other splinters like the Tea Party that some describe as just a smidge left of the Ku Klux Klan.  So these days I define myself more by what I feel is right and wrong to me rather than by a party affiliation. Read More