Category Archives: change

And I Thought I Was Busy This Week.

Posted on November 3, 2007 by randomyriad

Shift Happens Narrated This should make you think a little about what exciting and overwhelming times we live in. I feel like such a slacker. I got this from a new blog,  check it out. I think she asks some … Continue reading →

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Invincible Summer

Posted on October 13, 2007 by randomyriad

“In the middle of winter I found that there was within me an invincible summer.” Albert Camus This week and much of this month I have been falling into old patterns of thought. I have been feeling overwhelmed and harried, … Continue reading →

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A little Woolf and a little White: a Better Day

Posted on October 9, 2007 by randomyriad

“I shall care little for the tastes of this world if the skies are still so glorious. Such expanse and majesty and illuminations, I have never seen, pure air and then such cloud conglomerations.” Virginia Woolf There were such glorious … Continue reading →

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Pieces of September

Posted on October 6, 2007 by randomyriad

Today I am gathering up pieces of September I am discovering how I moved through the boxes from Summer to Autumn falling down the lines into a dark morning with bright leaves.

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It Is Always Darkest . . .

Posted on October 6, 2007 by randomyriad

It is now official. Darkness is creeping in and surrounding my days. This is no metaphor. I rise before the crack of dawn. I actually witness the crack of dawn. There are people who worship at dawn. I would rather … Continue reading →

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