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Before You Give Them to the World

  My kids are doing fine with school.  I, however, am having a harder time.  In general, I’ve never been a very good rule follower.  As a child, I questioned and argued.  As a young adult, I went to law school, which is the place for...

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Pillow in the Car

I haven’t had a conversation of any substance with my husband for many days.  At night, we fall into our couch to watch a show, and then one by exhausted one, like drunken college coeds, we meander into our bedroom where we indiscriminately pop up...

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Maybe Tomorrow

  Maybe Tomorrow Will you be free if you listen to the voice that lies? You know when in the light or on your meds, when in the day or with the ones you love that the darkness is a siren’s song that sounds like truth. It hoods you, it spins you, it sucks you further and...

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Are You Going To Drink From The Water Of Life?

    This is my cousin, Terry.  He is 80 years old, lives in Ireland, and rides horses on beaches.  His energy is palpable; can’t you see it in this picture?  His love for life is contagious.  And, his love for those he loves is deep and...

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Before I Was Me, I Was You

  Life is confusing.  I love my kids, I wanted my kids and I believe my kids have made my life, but I don’t believe you have to have kids to have a great life.  I just don’t think that this motherhood gig is for everyone,...

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I Practice Nonviolence Everywhere But Here

I want to say that I’m very good at practicing forgiveness, but that is not always true.  I am a grudge-holder, at times.  I can take things too personally, at times.  And, if you’ve ever really hurt me, you’ll know I’m a girl who brings...

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Could You Spare A Moment?

I think we squash children’s genuine curiosity about differences by telling them we are all the same.  I don’t think it’s just my children who regularly see the differences – in their shoes from another’s, in their skin from another’s, in their eye color from...

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Buddhist Mother

When the decibel level in my home is high and crazy is all about me, I sing phrases like, “Jesus Take the Wheel” as a way to remember to breathe through the insanity around me.  I don’t know any other words to that song, so...

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