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Being True and Good to Ourselves

In the previous post, Who We Were Meant to Be, I talked about how we should be spending the first part of our lives growing, listening, and learning. We undergo changes, kind of like the  stages leading up to a butterfly. After undergoing metamorphosis, it's time to figure out who we are. Each of us… Continue reading Being True and Good to Ourselves

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Who We’re Meant to Be

We spend our lives rushing through the mundane and cumbersome, trying to get to the “good” stuff. But what if we're only shortchanging ourselves by taking shortcuts where none should be taken? Athletes train and work hard to do well. Likewise musicians must practice diligently and consistently to play well. Cutting corners prevents people from… Continue reading Who We’re Meant to Be

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Making Life Delicious One Bite at a Time

The daily grind can be downright frustrating, annoying, and discouraging. There's a threshold for tolerating such nonsense. Listening to others' word vomit. Inching through traffic moving no faster than a slimy snail. Doing thankless jobs and tasks. Then, it becomes too much. Yet, many of those irritations remain unavoidable. We have to put up with… Continue reading Making Life Delicious One Bite at a Time

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Making Merry in Miry Muck

Life has seemed intolerable, wading through miry muck. Dealing with people's written compositions that make little sense has been painful. Pulling random words out of a hat and assembling them on a page would have fared better. At least contradictory claims wouldn't be paraded as arguments. Low expectations would be set. Maybe even a good… Continue reading Making Merry in Miry Muck

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The Stories that Must Be Shared

As a child, playing the piano was a safe way for me to release my unfiltered, intense emotions. Well, it was safer than using words to share whatever was going on inside of me. I was too young to really say, with any conciseness, what I was thinking or feeling. And, I was scared about potential… Continue reading The Stories that Must Be Shared