So one of the most valuable things I’ve learned from hanging out with hackers so far (aside from: “Don’t put the lead in your mouth.“) is:
When you break something you get to put it back together in new ways.
I broke me – into a thousand sparkling pieces. I now get to put my life back together in cool new ways. That’s a pretty exciting prospect.
This one’s for you mama….
My mom spent her working years as a nurse. A member of that noble-hearted profession of caregivers, nurturers, comforters of the ailing. My mother also has a rather warped sense of humour. To this day, if you ask her how my dad broke his toe (something that happened well over 30 years ago now), you’ll get such a fit of tear streaming breathless giggles you won’t ever really get the story, Continue reading
I’ve just been checking my heart. There’s not as many cracks as I remember. The road trip got me looking at again, I’d been too busy to pay much attention to it.
I’m back at the site of The Big Break-up. Continue reading
What just happened?
We were cleaning up after dinner, stacking dishes in the sink. Out of dish soap, I said: “I guess we’ll just do them tomorrow.”
She started crying. Continue reading
I’m sure the posts of the last week or so have been much less interesting for all of you to read, being mostly devoid of angst and introspection. These days I’m more inclined to write love songs to sitting meditation and time with trees (if I could ever GET any! – make that longings for time with trees). Fact is, I’ve been busy, and busy in inspiring and exciting ways – as opposed to being stretched thin and run ragged, that can’t be good for your soul at all! Continue reading
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