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Why do some people make us feel alone, even when we’re together—while others make silence feel like the deepest conversation? I was listening to a podcast today and one of the guests mentioned how he enjoys the presence of certain people. He didn’t say spending time with certain people. That struck me. Spending time is using a valuable resource to do something together–like working, playing, talking, or eating. Being in someone’s presence, or allowing them to be in yours, is different. When I’m with certain people, there’s no need to talk, eat or do. It’s when my attention, and theirs, is fully present. Silence feelsRead More →

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I just finished watching My Mom Jayne, the story of Mariska Hargitay’s mother, Jayne Mansfield. It was a wonderful documentary, and it brought to mind a personal family secret that I wasn’t aware of until about 8 years ago. There’s a very real possibility that I have a half-brother out there somewhere. I’m not going to get into the specifics of the story because it’s not mine to tell, but when I found out it really did change my view of myself and the story of my family. My father was heartbroken to think he had a son that he didn’t know about until heRead More →

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Shayne and I went to a local Farmer’s Market this morning and there was a free book table. I stopped and found a book by Miriam Zimmer Bradly that I’d never seen before, and picked it up, quite excited about my found treasure. As we were walking up an aisle, a woman stopped me and asked what book I had. I showed it to her and she said she had read Avalon years ago, and how nice it was to find Ancestors of Avalon in the series. Then she pivoted to a necklace I had on, one that I had made, and was wondering ifRead More →

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A few weeks ago, I was in a large natural foods grocery store stopping in to get a salad from their salad bar. I like using salad bars, since I am on a pretty restricted diet due to an autoimmune issue I’m trying to clear up. After I made my salad, I noticed that the olive oil bottle was empty. So I found a person behind the counter in the prepared foods area and asked if they could re-filll the bottle. I was told, “No, we’re out”. “But this is a grocery store,” I said, “and I know there are around 60 or 70 bottlesRead More →