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WILD RIDE
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WILD RIDE

I once confessed with a measure of shame to an artist I admire, “I can’t draw a straight line.”  Her reply stunned and encouraged me— “In life, there are no straight lines.” If I am honest with myself, I am anything but a straight-line girl. Not in art. Never in design. Definitely not in life. If...

EVERYTHING CHANGES
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EVERYTHING CHANGES

I hadn’t really meant for it to get so involved. But there I was, on the ground with my camera and a thousand golden leaves blowing, falling, rustling, crackling, like laying in a bowl of granola or Captain Crunch— The first thing I noticed was I didn’t give a damn about my hair. Pathetic that...

NO ELEPHANTS IN THE ROOM
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NO ELEPHANTS IN THE ROOM

On my Instagram profile you’ll find,  “No elephants in the room.” Am I the only one that is feeling this sense of urgency about what is and isn’t being said? Over the past few weeks, I’ve been having such a hard time with all the pretty pictures on my feed. I know you know the...

All the Light Within
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All the Light Within

Upon purchasing my first car, a 62 VW convertible, I promptly blew up the engine. I knew nothing about cars except that there was very little more satisfying than taking the little rag top down and timing my music with the pop of the three-speed transmission. It turns out, that little red light should never...

ABUSE OF POWER
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ABUSE OF POWER

This is for the 166.7 million females living in the United States…and for the men who love and protect us.  “Uniquely situated to exercise coercive power or leverage over someone.”These were the words the U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals used in 2020 in its determination that an abuser typically has “considerable power” over the victim....

DIVINE PACE
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DIVINE PACE

I wrote once that life is a fast train.Now I see that I was the train and life was the view. How fast can you run toward the end of your life before everything around you, even the beautiful thoughts within you, are blurred?  October will mark for me the passing of a year, of...

SEARCHING FOR SOUL
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SEARCHING FOR SOUL

I’m perched in the waiting room chair anticipating test results and this image of Ron’s fingers, cupped and interlaced, pops into my head.  “A perfect little bowl!” he contemplated with curious delight. At the time I dismissed the gesture as silly: I was wrong not to notice that the consequential moments of our lives are...

THE DRIVE
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THE DRIVE

Someone wise once told me that if you want to have a difficult conversation with your child, take him for a drive. Over decades, clocking countless hours, one boy and then another would load into the womb of our SUV and we’d wind through the canyons while I waited quietly until all the guarded and...

LET. US. PRAY.
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LET. US. PRAY.

I am no expert in prayer. I’m not even certain what “expert in prayer” really means. But sometimes when I’m struggling with the words, I imagine how those I admire in my faith would begin. I wish that as I scroll through my feed I would read the words they are praying now. To learn...

RUSH TO THE ROAR
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RUSH TO THE ROAR

“Submission to the will of God.” Regardless of how it may appear, did you know that’s what Islam means? It’s 4am and in the darkness I notice it’s the 19th. The 19th—The day I was born. The 19th—The day my mama died. The 19th—The day I was diagnosed with cancer. In addition to its personal...