The Summer Day by Mary Oliver
Over the weekend a friend of mine invited me to join her and anyone else who showed up to read poetry at a cafe on Sunday morning. We could bring a poem of our own,...
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Over the weekend a friend of mine invited me to join her and anyone else who showed up to read poetry at a cafe on Sunday morning. We could bring a poem of our own,...
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A few months into the pandemic, when we realized we weren’t going to see each other in person soon, my writing buddy and I hopped on FaceTime to chat. “Have you tried any new recipes?”...
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The first few years I designated a word of the year, they were ones I intentionally thought of. After a few years that just felt… ungenuine. I didn’t like the idea that I was choosing...
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At the end of 2019, I went for a walk in the woods after a fresh snowfall and recorded a video. I had some lofty goals for 2020 and wanted to record how I felt...
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Sliding in with one more post for 2020, stolen from Insta because my dad told me it was good and should be on my blog and I do everything my dad tells me to do....
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As summer came to an end this year I thought back to a post I wrote back in 2017. I had just left a job where I worked with some leaders who treated me as...
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Your friend–or maybe they’re a coworker or an employee–has achieved an accomplishment in their career and you’d like to show your support. Thank you for being a supportive friend and lifting them up! As you...
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With all that’s happened in 2020, it kind of shocks me when I realize that this is the year I spoke at a conference for the first time. It seems like ages ago. But in...
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Hi. Hello. It’s been awhile. I can’t believe it’s been over six months. I think that’s the longest I’ve ever gone without updating. I have partial drafts of posts that I started writing back before...
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The last Tuesday of May, I woke up and saw that a black man had been killed by police the night before in Minneapolis. I saw the photo and was stunned. This isn’t the first...
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