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The tulgey wood: January 2013
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Tuesday, January 29, 2013. I want to know if you can get up. After a night of grief and despair. Weary and bruised to the bone. And do what needs to be done. To feed the children.". From 'The Invitation' by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. It's been one week. And I'm too damn tired to slap on. That bright and shiny plastic smile. And say all the stupid pointless, and hollow words,. To pointless, hollow plastic people - with shiny smiles - who don't,. To give a damn,.
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The tulgey wood: June 2012
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Saturday, June 30, 2012. Archie Bunker, Wendell Berry and the Buddha. I don't when it will happen, but I know it has been happening more often lately. I get into my car, or arrive somewhere and I just sit. I don't drive, I don't get out of the car. I just sit and stare; sometimes I cry, like I almost did this morning. I was, but then had to sit in my car for 10minutes waiting for the urge to put my head on the steering wheel and cry to pass. Get between your k...
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The tulgey wood: today was good, today was fun...
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Wednesday, August 07, 2013. Today was good, today was fun. Today is gone. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one. From here to there,. Funny things are everywhere.". Actually, most of today was fairly average, but tonight was OUTSTANDING! Tomorrow will be another adventure, and time to change things up a bit, starting with a new blog. I'm moving out of my comfort zone and trying something new, something completely different, and I can't wait!
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The tulgey wood: May 2012
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Wednesday, May 23, 2012. Mothering and the importance of hearing, friends, and the odd cupcake. His mom and I talked on the phone, rather she talked and I mostly listened. What else do you do then provide a safe place for someone to voice the fears and sadness that they cannot openly share? Sometimes simply to be heard without judgement is the greatest gift you can give another person; to say I hear you, I understand, I am here for you. This gets heavy, we car...
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The tulgey wood: September 2012
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Thursday, September 13, 2012. Four Platitudes and A Cynicism (or Three). View from the steering wheel. It doesn't rain, it pours. Gee it's hot, and why the Hell am I in this handbasket? Things get only get better from here / That was the worst of it. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger/stranger. With family like this. nevermind. So just when I thought it couldn't get worse (who am I kidding, I always. Expect it to get worse), it - surprise! I've already cri...
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The tulgey wood: June 2014
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Wednesday, June 04, 2014. It's Four O'Clock in the Morning, Damn it*. At four o’clock this morning I’d been asleep for 5 hours. Today I took him to the airport. They keep the curtains open in cases of overdose, they also take all your clothing and belongings to make sure you don’t try to sneak out before your mental health is properly assessed. He was 15, and his brain worked in ways that none of us could comprehend. Today he flew across the country to a resid...
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The tulgey wood: August 2013
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Wednesday, August 07, 2013. Today was good, today was fun. Today is gone. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one. From here to there,. Funny things are everywhere.". Actually, most of today was fairly average, but tonight was OUTSTANDING! Tomorrow will be another adventure, and time to change things up a bit, starting with a new blog. I'm moving out of my comfort zone and trying something new, something completely different, and I can't wait! Links to this post.
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The tulgey wood: October 2012
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Friday, October 19, 2012. The year of the dragon. My daughters were awestruck with my new coolness. The other tattoo I want will go along the edge of my right foot, so I can see it when I'm meditating. It's a line from a favourite poem "What I do is me: for that I came". Here is the actual poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins. As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;. As tumbled over rim in roundy wells. Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;.
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The tulgey wood: February 2013
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Wednesday, February 20, 2013. But Wait, There's More. Purchase bulk sizes of feminine hygiene products, condoms, and chocolate. All the while humming Talking Heads. You may find yourself living in a Pleasant Suburban Town. You may find yourself in another part of your mind. You may find yourself behind the wheel of a fuel efficient automobile. You may find yourself in a hormone filled house, with hormone filled teens. Into the loo again, after the pads are gone.
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The tulgey wood: Of shoes, and ships, and sealing-wax, Of cabbages, and kings...
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All our souls are written within our eyes.". Tuesday, July 30, 2013. Of shoes, and ships, and sealing-wax, Of cabbages, and kings. So It's been awhile. I'm not too sure about writing even now. It's not that I couldn't think of anything to write about, I've written pages and pages in my head these past few weeks, but nothing ever came past my very busy brain. If this were only cleared away,'. They said, it would be grand! I may still write about the Royal baby because the birth, along with so many things ...
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