inSpirations and inSights on my pebbled garden path…
Bam! Bam! Bam! Strangers pound on my door.   Ding. Ding. Ding! DING. DING. DING! The PC shouts Facebook sent 26 e-mails! Already? Only a few days ago I dabbled on FB during our workshop. Now voicemail haunts me with social media messages. I feel alarmed. The inferno is building, engulfing me and my time. Hours …
Driving home on this rainy Saturday evening, the windshield wipers are paragraphs separating my thoughts. I’ve been hand-drumming for 3 hours in a drum circle at the local health food store. Some of the participants I’ve known for decades, others I met today. The face of my friend flashes through my mind. We lunched earlier …
These guys (or gals) don't look alike but they respectfully share from the same feeder, while happily chirping away. People could learn a lot from them. I learned a lot from Jamaicans when visiting their homeland. Most Americans warned me ahead of time to "not go off the resort premises," but strolling down the beach …
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wRighTing My Life 