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The Blank Slate: Running Part 1
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Tuesday, September 9, 2008. I've been running all day every day for at least the last four years and really as long as I can remember. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Little birdie on your shoulder. Blogs I visit and envy.perhaps. Labels are for Jars. Greenward on Mass. Ave. Photo Session with Sara Sun. View my complete profile.
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The Blank Slate: November 2008
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Tuesday, November 18, 2008. We all have our places where we can go either figuratively or literally to feel safe. For some of us it is a place that's easily accessible and we live our day primarily in a safe place whereas for others it's only a state of mind or a brief moment that is not easy to get to. I am writing from a place of privilege. I'm a minority.
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The Blank Slate: December 2007
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Friday, December 28, 2007. What is a holiday? So we're in New York for "the holidays" and for a myriad of reasons I cringe every time I hear that term. When Isabelle awoke and Henry and I joined her in the studio, she looked at the tree and raised a concern. "Mom, why aren't they all under. In the dictionary a holiday is: noun. So next time you wish someone well...
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The Blank Slate: January 2009
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Friday, January 2, 2009. It has the word free in it so it must be good. There's nothing like feeling free. Freedom. My lovely Janis Joplin always sang, "Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose." Even put that way it must be good. Luckily, I'm able to really enjoy and appreciate the time I spend writing and I haven't quite begun freelance writing yet.
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The Blank Slate: Running: Part II
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. I'm also finding that this blog and now my examiner articles are the closest I'm going to get to a journal or diary right now. I'm okay with that.because this is for me a little and I can share it with friends and family. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Little birdie on your shoulder. Blogs I visit and envy.perhaps.
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The Blank Slate: Judgement Days
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Tuesday, March 25, 2008. In fact, what I now know is that I don't have to judge everything. What brought this to my attention was seeing my daughter be tentative about trying new things. After ballet class, she'd say "Mom, I didn't know how to dance like a dolphin. How does a dolphin dance? Fox Lane High School. I геcоmmend focuѕing on that 100% and to not provo...
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The Blank Slate: October 2008
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. I'm also finding that this blog and now my examiner articles are the closest I'm going to get to a journal or diary right now. I'm okay with that.because this is for me a little and I can share it with friends and family. Thursday, October 2, 2008. A Little Sun Peeking Behind the Clouds. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Little birdie on y...
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The Blank Slate: Safe Havens
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Tuesday, November 18, 2008. We all have our places where we can go either figuratively or literally to feel safe. For some of us it is a place that's easily accessible and we live our day primarily in a safe place whereas for others it's only a state of mind or a brief moment that is not easy to get to. I am writing from a place of privilege. I'm a minority.
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The Blank Slate: Running Part II
http://leahsblankslate.blogspot.com/2008/10/running-part-ii.html
My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Thursday, October 2, 2008. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Little birdie on your shoulder. Blogs I visit and envy.perhaps. Labels are for Jars. Greenward on Mass. Ave. Photo Session with Sara Sun. A Little Sun Peeking Behind the Clouds. View my complete profile.
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The Blank Slate: A Little Sun Peeking Behind the Clouds
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My blank slate where I can write or not. Think or not. Edit or not. Vent or gush. A place for little footnotes about my life as it is right now. Thursday, October 2, 2008. A Little Sun Peeking Behind the Clouds. I've been feeling ill for two weeks because I have a cold that my asthma lungs cannot shake and I woke up to another humid, dreary morning. Then, I swear it really happened no lighting or special effects, as we gathered our things to walk out the door, the clouds floated by and the sun lit our day.
