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The Hand

The Hand

“Growth isn’t linear. We circle back, often without realizing it. Maybe we become MORE of who we are meant to be; bigger, better, a distilled version of our best selves. That would be growth. Holding on to the good, expanding it, letting go of the petty and...
Seeds

Seeds

“Friday night, Todd told us a story about an aging Emperor who was ready to choose his successor. As a qualifying test, each child in the land was given a seed to care for. After a year, the children reconvened to share their results. All but one presented the...
The Walking Stick

The Walking Stick

“Look at this Stick Bug,” said Ranger Scott, flashing a smile as I exited my car at the old Boy Scout Camp trailhead. The creature took me back to a time of limited vocabulary. My family was sitting in the woods. “Look at this, Kimmy, it’s a Walking Stick,” I...
Bumblebee

Bumblebee

A small local Forest Preserve beckoned that morning. A creek runs through it. I love a place where the water and the woods meet. On my way to my favorite trail, I walked by a shelter as a couple was unloading their car. Noting a cooler and chairs, I asked if they were...
‘Tis a Gift to Share Ideas

‘Tis a Gift to Share Ideas

‘Tis a gift to share ideas. Turmoil isn’t fertile soil for contemplation of the abstract. Devastation doesn’t inspire philosophical wanderings. Our bodies choose survival over pondering the nonessential. I understand this as I have struggled through the last...
Wink

Wink

I had dinner with a wise friend. We have known each other for a long time, and I feel free to speak from the heart. I was mentally stumbling and contorting logic in an attempt to explain a series of events. The truth is, I was trying to UNDERSTAND the outcome of said...