Category: Sunday Morning Coffee
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Rhythms
Happy Valentine’s Day! Hope you enjoy the sweetness of this day. I’ve caught a cold. Don’t you hate those? Nothing much you can do except wait it out, drink liquids and rest, all of which I’ve been doing. Lots of stillness, lots of inactivity. Except my mind. I’ve been thinking…
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A Story for You
The Fearsome Goddess “Grandmother, who is the Fearsome Goddess and when is she coming?” the boy asked. He and his sister were curled up against their grandmother in front of a roaring fire, heads pillowed on her ample bosom. The old woman had one arm around each child. It was…
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Looking for a Hero
Victor Wooden is an amazing bass player. He’s played with people like Bela Fleck & the Flecktones (founding member) and Chick Corea. One of his albums, Yin-Yang, is on my ever-shuffling iPod, my endless playlist of some 8000+ songs. I’ve got a couple of his albums, but that’s not important. He’s…
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Putting the Travel in Travelogue
It’s rainy. It’s January. We all want to go outside. Individually and collectively, Mr. Al and I’ve been going through old pictures, pictures of sunny (and not so sunny) adventures over the past few years–the places we’ve been to the adventures we’ve experienced. It’s sure been fun. All that reminiscing?…
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One of Those Weeks
I was thinking this morning about how resistant to change humans are, yet how adaptable they are as well. And change is the only way, as a species, we can evolve and survive. Why are we so resistant? Just a random thought. Probably brought on by our having no water…
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The Dignity and the Mystery
My nearly-fifteen-year-old dog is ready to die. Not only a dog is Mr. Jinks, but a friend who’s unconditionally, unfailingly loved me for nearly fifteen years. He can never be “just a dog,”now, can he? I took him to the vet’s earlier in the week because he had a cough, among his…
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