Shiny Things
I am over on Vision and Verb today, spouting my warped version of poetry. And as an added bonus here, I thought I’d share the music video I ran across at Terri Windling’s blog the Drawing Board. Very cool artistic work on the video…
I am over on Vision and Verb today, spouting my warped version of poetry. And as an added bonus here, I thought I’d share the music video I ran across at Terri Windling’s blog the Drawing Board. Very cool artistic work on the video…
St. Patrick’s Day celebrations are about wearing green clothing, drinking green beer, and watching parades. It is the day when everyone is Irish. I’m only a quarter Irish and have never been to Ireland so I don’t know a whole lot about Ireland either. What I know is that St. Patrick was British not Irish…
I’m on Vision and Verb today, dealing with change and grabbing for the brass ring. Tomorrow I’ll have another post on my own blog — a bit of translation of what’s changing now. I hope you’ll read the two part series…
Reflecting (once again) on where I’m going as I run and buck through life. I’ve even come up with a manifesto — “Feed the passion. Do the work. Celebrate the journey.” You can read more about it and see a photo of my Dad’s horse out in the desert at Vision and Verb – “Running and…
I have a post on Vision and Verb today about an unfortunate turn of events while I was on vacation. I ended up coming home two days early. But everyone is safe. Just a wee bit stressed out. Isn’t that what vacations are for? Before things turned to $#!+, I did get a few good…
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” ~Albert Einstein I love that the above quote comes from Einstein. Who would of thought a genius like him would think such foofy thoughts? I think we could have…
I jot notes everywhere – on scraps of paper, on the notepad on my iPhone and iPad, and in numerous other applications and software. Words are strewn everywhere and nowhere. Thoughts unfold quickly, then recoil into a ball like a pillbug that’s been touched. Is it fear that interrupts my train of thought? Fear that…
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‘Popped over to Vision and Verb sweetie, another great job!!!
Love the way ya spout off!
God bless and have a shiny kinda day!!! :o)