Mrphf.

I moved. Well, aside from 300+ pounds of books and some other miscellany, I’ve moved. So if you had my address before, you don’t have it now. I don’t have much, at least by way of household things, but I’m working on it. And I’m hoping to have dishes and stuff soon.
But I’m riding the [...]

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Carl Sandburg

I love you for what you are, but I love you yet more for what you are going to be. I love you not so much for your realities as for your ideals. I pray for your desires that they may be great, rather than for your satisfactions, which may be so hazardously little. The [...]

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It is done.

Roshi dies, and she finds him in her self.
Why is it that I find such deep sadness in his passing, such a longing for a teacher to touch me in that way?
And why is my heart so quiet?

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Long Quiet Highway

The wind blew strong across the fields this evening, drawing down the last breath of summer in the rustling of golden leaves. I’m tired of wearing shorts and tank tops in October, when the joy of jeans and sweaters is usually upon me. I’ve finally traded in my camisoles for t-shirts, and bermudas for long [...]

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In This Moment

I’ve chewed my nails to the quick, and developed a twitch in my right eye. My sinuses have been draining for a week, and the weather has taken a bizarre upswing in temperature … Today it was 87 degrees outside. In October.
I’ve spent most of the afternoon and evening researching (again) graduate school programs to [...]

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Raven

She hides behind moonlight, skating between silvery shadows to quiet midnight corners. The thing with feathers, black as evermore, gentle rustle of windswept wings on a starless breeze.
She eludes me in my waking, arriving — as I slumber — on the waves of beta and delta. Her song takes me deeper, in the rain, [...]

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Life

Well, I’m really still here. I look at this page every day, using it to navigate toward all other daily reading, but I never think I have the time or energy to write something profound. Which is because I have the crazy notion I should only blog profound things, or at least things which might [...]

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Interview

1. If you could choose any line of work and start doing it now, what would it be and why? In other words, what’s your dream job?
My dream job is to have a large plot of land, with a big ol’ Victorian (think Practical Magic) and many other small cabins, and have a [...]

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Beginnings

So, I sat down at my desk last night and wrote this by candle’s light. It’s by no means complete, or even organized, but here it is.
Shi taught me traveling slowly was the only way to reach the center. Step by step, one foot in front of the other; steady rhythm covers more ground than [...]

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“Because Shi had a Gift”

Tonight is about comfort. After being away from the house for nearly ten hours, all spent in one place (work), I just want to curl up with some comfort. In this instance, “comfort” means mozzarella sticks (fresh from the oven), soft pants, soft lights (note to self: pick up more tealights), and Practical Magic on [...]

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