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March | 2013 | Abiding in the True Vine
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Abiding in the True Vine. Archive for March, 2013. So Much to Say. March 25, 2013 · Filed under Whole Life Crafting. I have had to triage all of my tasks, mandatory and optional, for the last several months. Obviously, one of the tasks “left for dead” in this accident-scene-known-as-my-life is blogging. However, even though I do not assign time and energy to blogging right now, my mind is constantly writing blog posts. And I’ve been thinking about that. When I read THIS. Comments (1) ». Back at Ya Babe.
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September | 2012 | Abiding in the True Vine
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Abiding in the True Vine. Archive for September, 2012. Art Night in Suessian Neighborhoods. September 17, 2012 · Filed under Art Night. Had us exploring the world of Dr. Seuss in this week’s exercise from. Drawing Lab for Mixed-Media Artists: 52 Creative Exercises to Make Drawing Fun. For Art Night. We came up with some pretty interesting neighborhoods! Mom even managed her masterpiece with a wrist brace on! We combined Art Night with a little celebration for NURSE Williams who passed his LPN test! Comme...
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Stubbing my toes on Holy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. A Paraganglioma Named Tomas. In the crucible of life, being made day by day. February 22, 2016. Cut out (tissue or part of an organ). Today is a day to consider that which might need to be cut out of my life. To consider what tissue is participating in bringing life forward, and what tissue might be destroying it. What impedes the flow of blood. What grows and replicates in ways it should not? This is a task of. It doesn’t all ...
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Stumbling Barefoot… | Stubbing my toes on Holy. | Page 2
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Stubbing my toes on Holy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. A Paraganglioma Named Tomas. Newer posts →. May 2, 2015. I need to come back to something. To myself. To my own voice. To steadiness. I feel like I’ve spent the last couple of years thinking that I was finding myself, only to lose myself in something else altogether. Which sounds really over dramatic, but probably just comes down to the fact that I let myself work too much. July 25, 2013. And it’s a thing that I am. I want to t...
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May | 2013 | Stumbling Barefoot…
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Stubbing my toes on Holy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. A Paraganglioma Named Tomas. Monthly Archives: May 2013. May 9, 2013. I wish I’d understood that my mother was dying much sooner than I did. Words like ‘terminal’ are hard to wrap your hands around. I was furious with the word ‘palliative’ that preceded all the treatment options that she had. “Palliative radiation, palliative chemotherapy, palliative pain control.”. I remember when she would brave the topic of her funeral and a...
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May | 2015 | Stumbling Barefoot…
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Stubbing my toes on Holy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. A Paraganglioma Named Tomas. Monthly Archives: May 2015. A Proposal for Mother’s Day. May 9, 2015. History of Mother’s Day. As I am wont to do every year at this time, I have been pondering Mother’s Day. Since my Mom died…. almost ten years ago (how is that possible? I’ve come to believe that almost any holiday is a double-edged sword for some people, but Mother’s Day seems to be a day which can cut especially deep. I learned t...
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March | 2013 | Stumbling Barefoot…
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Stubbing my toes on Holy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. A Paraganglioma Named Tomas. Monthly Archives: March 2013. March 29, 2013. I want to live life with my eyes wide open. For too long I have dodged eye contact, hiding in the shadows. The pain loomed, a black hole trying to obliterate me. I felt too much. Thought too much. If I shrank back far enough I didn’t have to feel it all. The too much could not swallow me whole. If I took shallow breaths of the air around me. My words lay...
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July | 2015 | Stumbling Barefoot…
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Stubbing my toes on Holy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. A Paraganglioma Named Tomas. Monthly Archives: July 2015. The Power of Moms. July 31, 2015. Over the last few months I have had occasion more than once to worry about things going on with my kids. My worry radar got so loud a few times that it was deafening and I started casting it out hoping to get any signal back in return. And then they are willing to invite other Moms paddling in the same boat into their own experience.
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July | 2013 | Stumbling Barefoot…
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Stubbing my toes on Holy. Skip to primary content. Skip to secondary content. A Paraganglioma Named Tomas. Monthly Archives: July 2013. July 25, 2013. I haven’t blogged in ages, but I couldn’t not join in with today’s prompt. Because well… Broken is a thing that I get. And it’s a thing that I am. I watched it that evening hoping against hope that it was just a bad sprain. The next morning I still couldn’t put any weight on it so in to the ER we went. Yep It’s broken. Join 62 other followers. Heart to Hea...
