Apr 20
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There is nothing like being confronted with the permanent loss of something you treasured to bring home things like mortality.
– melissabluefineart
from:
Where, From Here?
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Apr 1
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This is what I had to say last month:
“I don’t have to think about every one of these every moment. But they are with me nonetheless. They travel through every day with me; they go where I go. Things I need to do. Things I need to do better. Things I want to change about myself. Things I don’t want to fail at.”
My resolutions did feel like a burden in February; not a burden I was willing to put down, but a weight to bear nonetheless. I was unable to give equal focus to 12 different resolutions, and so I felt their individual needs for attention pressing down on me.
I think the heaviest weight was the weight of failure. Or maybe the fear of failure, that I couldn’t do this. The fear that, since one or two things weren’t going so smoothly, then the whole thing would ultimately blow up in my face. Because that’s what happens. continue reading…
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I'm a writer and photographer, sometime poet and philosopher, who is figuring out who she was meant to be.
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steadily skipping stones 