Each negative experience hardens us a little more to life. Some of us are tough as concrete. But try to leave yourself a few cracks, so that love and flowers can grow through.
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Prayer is for the grateful and for the
Speaking of spring
Spring translates earth’s happiness into colorful flowers.
Knees down, heart open, head up
Sometimes, praying is releasing our pent-up, used-up life and making room in ourselves for new life.
Foggy
Like steam from a cup of hot tea that fogs our glasses, false urgency of matters at hand blurs our vision to important things in the distance.
Away
Sometimes what gets to you most isn’t the large holes that get ripped from your heart but the fraying of its edges — when what held you together isn’t anymore.
Cold is relative
When you’re shivering with loss, let love keep you warm with memories.
Bartleby
How can something bother you if you won’t let it?
Woodard’s wisdom
“The cure… resign as general manager of the universe.”
—Rev. Jack Woodard, 1961
End of the race
drivers of “progress”
steering us toward a cliff
at capital velocity
Pain gain
Sometimes I get the feeling the aspirin companies are sponsoring my headaches.
Projected
Many of my one-hour projects take half an hour to start and several years
Wingèd workaholic
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