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Words | Post Grad Life
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Pictures, words, and thoughts from the edge of insanity. Wisdom is not gained by knowing. What is right. Wisdom is gained by practicing. What is right, and noticing what happens when that practice succeeds and when it fails. Wise people do not have to be certain what they believe before they act. They are free to act, trusting that the practice itself will teach them what they need to know Wisdom atrophies if it is not walked on a regular basis. Barbara Brown Taylor,. An Altar in the World. Shall I write...
the birthday post | Post Grad Life
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Pictures, words, and thoughts from the edge of insanity. December 17, 2013. There was something bright and shiny about turning 30. There may have been a bit of disillusion, as if there was an expectation that all my shit would miraculously come together, even thought I knew that wasn’t possible. Hate, hate, hate. It seeped out my tear ducts for hours, and the few people who knew about these moments could not rescue me from directing all the hate in my life towards myself. Words hold a power that many are...
Crabs and Ferries and Depression: a Love Story of Sorts | Post Grad Life
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Pictures, words, and thoughts from the edge of insanity. Crabs and Ferries and Depression: a Love Story of Sorts. December 11, 2014. December 11, 2014. I’ve been quiet on this blog for some time now. So many feelings and zero words that felt adequate to describe them. Stories are meant to be shared. I believe that it is stories that change us; stories allow us to enter into the lived experience of another. So it’s with trepidation that I share my story. 8212;——-. Where would I go? Afternoons were spent i...
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Pictures, words, and thoughts from the edge of insanity. And, with that, I breathe again. March 11, 2014. March 10, 2014. It’s been a rough week. I had lost my voice. Everything feels menial and dumb. I cut fruit, make sandwiches, build beautiful salads, cook amazing lunches for 40 people, and I still feel. Life has stalled. I have settled for what is known, what is common, what is familiar. I have sunk back into my old ways of being. I have lost my voice. What makes my story any different? All I know,.
everything has changed and I can’t feel a goddamn thing. | Post Grad Life
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Pictures, words, and thoughts from the edge of insanity. Everything has changed and I can’t feel a goddamn thing. July 29, 2014. July 29, 2014. I wrote once (somewhere) that the water calls to me. My heart finds peace in the rhythm of the ocean waves; their commitment to return to shore, the sound of their crash, the crackle of the sand left behind when the wave return to the ocean. It all combines for a sacred experience. The ocean is the Siren and I am caught in her song. I will go to the water. Seasid...
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oh life.: September 2012
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Wednesday, September 5, 2012. Back to school = back to reading. I do not believe that the gospel. J Philip Newell, an excerpt from Christ of the Celts. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm a big fan of the following things: chipotle, road trips, arizona sunsets, colorado mountains, the seattle green and blue, taking baths, college basketball, laughter, and the art of being grounded to name a few. View my complete profile. Back to school = back to reading. Confession: I'm scared to love you. A Day in Bullets.
oh life.: this song gives me goosebumps.
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Sunday, August 26, 2012. This song gives me goosebumps. I don't love you. But i always will. September 3, 2012 at 10:29 AM. Hey sweet friend. This is my favorite Civil Wars song, I was listening to their CD yesterday when I went on a walk. Our hearts are together though we have not seen each other in a while. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. This song gives me goosebumps. By the river piedra i sat down and wept. Confession: I'm scared to love you. PEACE BENEATH THE CITY.
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Walk a mile in my flip-flops…. April 6, 2015. I want to stop starting over; stop feeling like I am in a rebuilding stage in my life and all that was done before is lost and now I need to begin again. Life is not a series of stop and starts; it is never static. Even when we feel that something has come to an end, life has not ended. It is just that our idea of what was to come to pass doesn’t match the reality of what is happening and we see that as an ending. It is this limited view that keeps feeling li...
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I was difficult to reach but you picked me -a fine frenzy. The unconscious is a crazy, beautiful and fascinating thing. Thank God for my unconscious and professors willing to engage with my process even when I am unable to. By Jenny on November 10, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. A heart like mine.
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I was difficult to reach but you picked me -a fine frenzy. Some days, I’m afraid of the fire ignited in me. Today was one of those days. By Jenny on February 3, 2012. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. A heart like mine.
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I was difficult to reach but you picked me -a fine frenzy. I always said it doesn’t snow in Seattle. Clearly the snow and ice gods are pissed. Never would I have thought simple inches of snow would keep me shut up in my apartment for 3, possibly 4, days. But I love it! Until Thu, 2pm PST. Snow Snow is accumulating rapidly. Rain / Snow Showers Late. Get FREE weather on your desktop. Past 24-hr Snow: 7.4 in (est.). Past 24-hr Precip: 0.69 in (est.). No significant snow accumulations. From N at 7mph. Fill i...
oh life.: June 2011
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Thursday, June 30, 2011. My two favorite things about my new place:. Monday, June 27, 2011. Another thing I hope to do a lot of this summer is laugh, and this may be the funniest thing i've seen in awhile. omg. Saturday, June 25, 2011. But now it is summerrrrrr. what an odd, odd feeling. I'm hoping my summer will be full of rest, recuperating, adventure, growth, and unexpected goodness. mmm, it feels good to have space in my life. Wednesday, June 22, 2011. Yesterday I followed Riley's. But today is diffe...
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I was difficult to reach but you picked me -a fine frenzy. Archive for February, 2012. Bull; February 3, 2012 • Leave a Comment. A heart like mine. To Speak. To Love. To Be. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Blog at WordPress.com.
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I was difficult to reach but you picked me -a fine frenzy. Archive for October, 2011. Bull; October 8, 2011 • 1 Comment. A heart like mine. To Speak. To Love. To Be. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.
bye c | treading softly
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I was difficult to reach but you picked me -a fine frenzy. We’re going to be okay. We’re going to. We’re going to. And we’re going to. And we’re going to. But, we’re going to be. Today is a sad day as I. My time with my wonderful therapist. Today I honored our time together: I wept, I laughed, I offered vulnerability, I accepted her goodness, I wept some more, I painted, I napped. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. By Jenny on November 17, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Musings of a Wandering Man. Tuesday, April 5, 2011. There Is No There, There. Wilderness therapy is not unique to the students enrolled in the program. There is virtually no way a staff member can work in this environment without it having some effect on them as well. When my father died the wilderness provided the solitude and environment to work through the many emotions I felt. Some times it provides a catalyst for thought. There is no there, there. There is no there, there. 8221; I asked. He said...
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Musings of a Wandering Mind. Monday, April 10, 2006. Last weekend,I was at home .It was late afternoon; the late hot sunshine ,filtering through my bedroom window, was sending trickles of sweat down my body,soaking the thin t-shirt that I had worn.As I lied on the bed trying to catch a wink of sleep, the doorbell rang.I got up to open the door,my mom who however reached it first,opened it.And behold! My mom said "Yen paa. Antha yen namma na marta bitti yena? Another very interesting instance that I remem...
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Musings of a Wandering Mind. Ok Go Music Video :). April 6, 2012 at 11:38 am ( Uncategorized. Good Calories Bad Calories. February 3, 2012 at 1:32 pm ( Uncategorized. December 23, 2011 at 12:02 pm ( Recipes. This recipe was featured by Mark Bittman in the New York Times nearly five years ago. I found this recipe when I became interested in baking my own bread, because of all the sugar in commercial sliced bread. It caused quite a stir in the parts of the blogosphere that care about such things. Sick of s...
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Musings of a Wandering Sort. The eternal search for moon bagels. A gentleman thief in search of common sense. View my complete profile. Thursday, October 7, 2010. We just keep trampling. Watch this video and read the brief description to see what I am talking about:. Arrest of Peaceful Pro-Life students @ Carleton University. So you get the picture? First off, abortion is wrong. Period. I defy anyone to prove me wrong. Just getting that out there. Friday, June 11, 2010. Voting is now open! 3739 Blacksmit...
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Pictures, words, and thoughts from the edge of insanity. The ebb and flow of beginnings. Packing is the worst. Crabs and Ferries and Depression: a Love Story of Sorts. Everything has changed and I can’t feel a goddamn thing. Medical body shaming is real, y’all. And, with that, I breathe again. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Blog at WordPress.com.
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Tuesday, June 14, 2011. Letter to my donor. Sounds so inferior for such an important letter, doesn't it? Anyway, here it is, at least a first draft. You may think in donating your eggs that you were just doing a job, and probably glad to have it finished. But I want you to know that I never considered your role in this as that of just some paid attendant. Together, you, myself, and my husband have created a new life; and that to me is something magical, significant, and blessed by God. A woman I met this...
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Musings of a Wannabe Poet. Thursday, January 5, 2012. More Poetry for January Morning. Mother, spoken reverently, can moisten hardened hearts. Mother, spoken harshly, can tear same hearts apart. Mother, spoken gratefully, brings grown men to their knees. Mother, spoken conjures images heavenly. How can a mortal designations press into divine? How does a simple woman, flawed, create a memories shrine? Does she comprehend the value that she brings to those for whom she cares? Poetry For A January Morning.
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