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A Thing with Feathers: clearing . . . 36 things!
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A Thing with Feathers. Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul . . ." Emily Dickinson. Clearing . . . 36 things! It's my clearing day. It's been a great one! For starters, I trashed or donated 36 things! I also found $65 worth of fido. Gift cards that I had somehow completely neglected for about 3-4 years . . . and they still work! Anyway . . . in total, 94 items lighter, 946 to go. May we all choose life-giving goodness. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Fine Feathered Friends.
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A Thing with Feathers: clearing out the closets . . . 22 things
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A Thing with Feathers. Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul . . ." Emily Dickinson. Clearing out the closets . . . 22 things. A declaration i've committed to follow: all items shall be thrown away, sold or delivered to goodwill within 24 hours. woo hoo! Thanks for your support! And for those keeping tally, 58 items released, 982 to go. May we all refrain from attaching ourselves to things. let go. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Fine Feathered Friends. Summer Beach Trip Pics!
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A Thing with Feathers: rooted & reaching.
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A Thing with Feathers. Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul . . ." Emily Dickinson. I am a sunflower: rooted and reaching. Have you ever watched a sunflower reach its full potential? Watched its seed break through the ground with its green fist opening only for the sun? Observe as it studies its namesake, following it from east to west each day as it grows? And then finally felt its yellow lean over you, standing tall and firm in its full glory? Or does it just come naturally? You MUS...
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A Thing with Feathers: when i realized i was black.
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A Thing with Feathers. Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul . . ." Emily Dickinson. When i realized i was black. I've had a lot of conversation and contemplation about race these last few days. How it defines us while not really defining us at all. how it's both real and fallacy. how it contributes to our stories. How when i visited South Africa, and my dear and sweet coloured. Would be considered black. racial identity demands context, construct. On the playground that first day at t...
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham: remember that day I got hit by a truck and a train?
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham. Friday, February 11, 2011. Remember that day I got hit by a truck and a train? So, I almost died yesterday. Yeah - just like that. Almost never got to see my family or friends again. Almost never got to see my house again, play my guitar again, drink a beer again, flirt with a girl again, rescue a dog again. I almost became one of those tragedies where not only the parents, but the grandparents outlive the children/grandchildren. The whole thing felt like a clever game ...
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham: February 2011
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham. Friday, February 11, 2011. Remember that day I got hit by a truck and a train? So, I almost died yesterday. Yeah - just like that. Almost never got to see my family or friends again. Almost never got to see my house again, play my guitar again, drink a beer again, flirt with a girl again, rescue a dog again. I almost became one of those tragedies where not only the parents, but the grandparents outlive the children/grandchildren. The whole thing felt like a clever game ...
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham: July 2009
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham. Monday, July 27, 2009. A fine Monday morning to chase down a great weekend. I had a pretty great weekend full of quality time with good friends, some nice quiet time for myself, time to sleep when I was tired, etc. Let me tell you about the high point, though. Yesterday, we did a pretty hilly 12-mile run in some pretty stout humidity. Fortunately the sun was hidden behind the clouds and we were all in good company. Some of the guys decided to go to the Noshville. When w...
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham: Born to Run + ENFL
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham. Tuesday, January 18, 2011. Born to Run ENFL. Guys, I cried a little bit yesterday. No, I didn't try and cut a glass bottle. With my teeth. I did try the Jedi mind trick though.I figure it can't hurt, right.actually, I think I try that on something almost everyday. I digress. The truth is, I cried because I finally finished the book, "Born to Run,". You know why I cried? It can be summed up in four words:. East Nasty For Life. Last weekend, I ran with my friend Julie.
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham: September 2012
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The Adventures of The HandyGraham. Sunday, September 23, 2012. Yesterday will go down as one of the best days I've ever had.a little slice of life the way it ought to be. It actually reminds me one of the very first posts I ever wrote for this blog. Some of the "Just For The Run Of It" Team after the. Denver Rock N' Roll 1/2 Marathon. We weren't half-way through the program before the "hey, what's going to happen after this is over? I think we're just starved for true organic community in a society that ...
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