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Life and Everything In-between: Rachel Graduates Pre-School
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Thursday, June 12, 2008. It's official, Miss Rachel graduated pre-school. Yeah! This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. June 12, 2008 at 7:26 AM. She looks so much like you and looks to have that same happy personality:). June 14, 2008 at 4:33 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Life and Everything In-between. Life and Everything In-between. Owosso, MI, United States. View my complete profile. The Thoughts of Others. Love, Life and a Cup of Tea.
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My Woods: June 2009
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Sunday, June 21, 2009. Logic and Real Life. So I've been studying logic this week. Oy.talk about brain-stretch. All day long, statements like ". If p is true, then q is true.",. Stream through my consciousness. It seems to not matter what I'm doing. Even before I opened my eyes this morning,. If this is true, then this is true.". Then, in those waking moments, it dawned on me,. If my children are behaving in a negative way (n), then they are most likey emulating my example (e)." W. Last week I was studyi...
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My Woods: Reading the master bard this week...
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Thursday, April 15, 2010. Reading the master bard this week. When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,. I all alone beweep my outcast state. And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries. And look upon myself and curse my fate,. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,. Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,. Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,. With what I most enjoy contented least;. Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,. Haply I think on thee, and then my state,.
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My Woods: March 2011
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Thursday, March 17, 2011. I've been on a blogging haitus of sorts, so once again, pardon my pause. Spring often brings me full circle and I find myself writing more, needing to come back to this wordy life. Sometimes I wonder what in the world I'm doing, a 36 year old mother of four, finishing an English degree, to what? So here's to life, learning, dreams, the written word, and whatever comes next. Links to this post. Labels: A Writer on writing. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Want to read more?
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My Woods: A Few Words on Dancing and such...
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Friday, November 13, 2009. A Few Words on Dancing and such. Do you ever dance in your kitchen? The kitchen is the best place in my house to dance. I haven't been great about yoga lately and getting out to walk just hasn't been happening. I am very imbalanced right now, just not getting this school vs. rest of my life thing down. Have you ever thought of how interconnected our minds and bodies and spirits really are? And I feel happy. Supervision and Curriculum Development. Retrieved June 28, 2009, fr...
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My Woods: Poetry Wednesday: a hobbling start...
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010. Poetry Wednesday: a hobbling start. Tonight I'll share again a poem written by my daughter, Sophie, on a night similar to this one. My mother puts me. In her warm hands. More than the world. She is the one. With the warm smile. Always on her face. She is the one. And she hugs me back. I feel as if. In the air,. And there is;. It is the magic. Sophia, age 8. Here's to teacher as student, mother as child. And tender, returning hearts. Welcome to Poetry Wednesday, Ruthie! Random s...
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My Woods: February 2010
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Wednesday, February 03, 2010. Palpable Life and Bungee Jumping. This presence is the truest you, the you aware of Spirit, connected to the Divine. Usually we move so quickly, so preoccupied that we bare no resemblance to our true selves. We are driven and defined by quirks of personality shaped by genetics and environment, yet still imbued with this spiritual self, often squelched by layers of what I like to call "me-ness.". Is good. In fact, it's a little bit like bungee-jumping. Life What a thrill.
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My Woods: November 2011
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Wednesday, November 02, 2011. While I was away. The trees have been stretching. Reaching upward, leaves loosing,. A minuscule mosaic of crackling tiles. Blending with earth and grass. Needing this space more than. Links to this post. Labels: A Writer on writing. Hugging Trees and Other Green Stuff. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Want to read more? A Path to My Woods. Who are you,little i. View my complete profile. Visit A Path to My Woods. A Path to My Woods. A Writer on writing. I believe in pixy dust.
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My Woods: Sonnet to Sylvia's Lost Love
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Thursday, August 12, 2010. Sonnet to Sylvia's Lost Love. Young Sylvia, the earth beneath her soul. And mourning dew all wet between her toes,. She walks beyond the trees and up the knoll. To secret haunts lit by the dawning glow. There a breeze moves so soft to lift her hair. There a mist of morn adorns her glist'ning. Gaze, alight with golden rays; eyes aflare. Yet heart all still, she waits with longing; list'ning. For one soft voice upon the knoll to rise,. Ascending as the breath of fragrant blooms,.
