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Aug.26.2012
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Yesterday, my daughter and I went to spend time with her fraternal grandmother and my mother-in-law.  Our lives have been in constant reassessment ever since the 4th of July holiday that started our exploration into brain injuries, cerebral aneurysm understanding and stroke rehabilitation....
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Aug.24.2012
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I've written several times about the power that poetry has had and continues to have in my life. I've written about what I would do as poet laureate and I have written about my personal relationship with poetry.  Lately, I've adopted a ritual that I call Poetry Friday.  I end my work...
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Aug.14.2012
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Writing exercise #2 from “What We Ache For: Creativity and the Unfolding of Your Soul” The first time I remember being truly alone, I was lying on top of my twin bed on a sunny autumn afternoon.  If I squinted, eyelids closed to the point where I could start to see my eyelashes, microscopic...
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Aug.12.2012
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Today, as part of a promotional campaign related to the Olympics, Nike challenged their customers, their target market, to “find greatness.”  Greatness is subjective, it is individual, it is found in that moment when you find yourself accomplishing something you never thought you could do,...
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Aug.11.2012
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Exercise #1 – from “What We Ache For: Creativity and the Unfolding of Your Soul” by Oriah Mountain Dreamer When I write I feel honest.When I write I see the truth.When I write I discover myself.I ache for the feeling of completeness. When I write I feel connected to my emotional core.When I write I...
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Aug.08.2012
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“Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” – From the poem Tonight I Can Write by Pablo Neruda The other day, I was walking down the street after a hectic day of trying to follow through on all the promises I had made to others, to somehow hold up my part of various relationships, and forever...
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Jul.28.2012
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I read in the book “Meditations from the Mat” by Rolf Gates that love is an action.  In other words, love is not a noun, it is a verb.  It is not a person, place, or thing even though we have clichés such as “the love of my life” and “unconditional love.” Love is only manifested through...
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Jul.26.2012
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Every woman has a dress that makes them feel like a woman. I have a dress that has been in the back of my closet for quite awhile.  It is one of those dresses that bring with it a wave of compliments; when you wear it people see you differently.  The last time I wore it even though the...
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Jul.22.2012
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Usually when someone says “. . . or your name is mud” it indicates a pending threat of humiliation, exclusion, or banishment.  I have to say, that even with that threat, mud has gotten a pretty bad rap.  Recently, I’ve been in that muddy place, that place of exile most commonly reserved...
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Jul.17.2012
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Pain is a thief.  It robs you of hope.  It stands in the way of progress and it demands that you pay attention.  It gnaws at your confidence bringing the courageous to their knees.  It doesn’t matter if it is physical pain, emotional pain or imaginary pain.  Pain is a...
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Jul.13.2012
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It used to be that every boy needed a super hero and every girl needed an alter ego.  The super hero gave the boy confidence and an outlet for his testosterone-induced macho complex.  The alter ego gave the girl the opportunity to be everything that society said she couldn’t.  When I...
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Jul.09.2012
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There was a kid’s cassette tape that my daughter had when she was in kindergarten that she would play over and over again and it would tell a story about a girl who had a dress with great big pockets that she would put all her stuff in.  She had so much stuff that she could barely walk. ...
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Jul.07.2012
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After two days in the Neuro ICU, I know more about brain aneurysms and subsequent stroke care than I had ever hoped I would, and I still feel like I’m a neophyte navigating through limbo.  That is despite the teams of experts that from my naïve opinion are offering the latest breakthroughs in...
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Jul.05.2012
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The Fourth of July holiday that celebrates our country’s independence and fight for freedom has for me become one that has been long-steeped in family tradition.  I can remember seeing my first large-scale fireworks display at the age of four warmly wrapped in a blanket at Shadle Park, the “...
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Jul.01.2012
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I can hear Billy Joel crooning in the back ground.  Something about not wanting to waste more time and being out of touch with the rhythm and blues, and then he lists all the things that he misses about the Big Apple.  It reminded me that even though this has been a week of...
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