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Climb Any Mountain
Children reach a certain age and have a strong desire to climb whatever is in front of them, whether a chair, stairs, a toy box, or a bench. Thea has reached this mountain-goat phase, and she’s crawling on anything that poses a challenge. We’ve got these large beanbag chairs in our family room, and she…
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Real Rest
There’s a lot of energy and joy in her tiny body. She’s barely five months old, and her name is June, but she’s already acquired many nicknames, names of endearment that make a person smile. Junie Bug, Junie B, JB. She’s happy no matter how you address her. Her parents are deeply in love with…
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Celebrate Good Times
We had the privilege and joy recently of hosting a party for a friend to celebrate a significant birthday. The theme was the 60’s, and what folks came dressed as was fun and fanciful. Tie-dyed shirts, wild and crazy hair, and bell-bottoms were seen on the guests. The crowd was multi-generational, and even the young…
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The In-Between But Not Yet
Photo courtesy of Siu Scarbor on Unsplash Liminal space. That transitional place between what was and what hasn’t come yet, a threshold leading into the new and not yet experienced. It’s rather like the darkness of a hallway as you move from one room to another; having left, but not having arrived. This past Saturday…
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What’s Your Ride?
The six of us were in a meeting, preparing a presentation and talking about our values. All very significant things. We looked outside and saw a Sand Hill Crane sitting in our friend Ren’s golf cart, an unwelcome visitor with a short temper. He wasn’t as docile as he appears–he’d just spent the better part…
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