Archive for September, 2009

A split intention has too many verbs: I can warn Romeo, I can deceive Othello, search for my father, fight Claudio, tease Ophelia…

I can warn Romeo, I can deceive Othello, search for my father, fight Claudio, tease Ophelia… My business and creative partner, David Robinson, and I are deep in conversation these days about split intentions–what they are, how they show up, what they cost us–and we're sharing some of that ongoing conversation tonight in a free teleseminar ("Are you splitting your…
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poetry wednesday. the social life of water.

The Social Life Of Water -Tony Hoagland All water is a part of other water. Cloud talks to lake; mist speaks quietly to creek. Lake says something back to cloud, and cloud listens. No water is lonely water. All water is a part of other water. River rushes to reunite with ocean; Tree drinks rain and sweats out dew;…
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found-art tuesday.

Red Stapler, Graham Gallery. Hastings, Nebraska. I visited Angela Graham's art gallery while in Hastings this past June and fell in love with much I saw there. Including this fantastic, old red stapler I saw on her desk. The heaviness of it, the rounded lines, the color. Stapler as art against old brick wall.

mindful monday : life is incremental

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. -Annie Dillard, The Writing Life Life is incremental. It is full of bushwhacking in a dense forest, unable to see the straight line that might lead you from here to there. Maybe there is no straight line. I think there is no straight line. No, it is…
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stepping stone sunday: fall in the river immediately

Nature hates calculators. -Ralph Waldo Emerson We live very near the Botanical Gardens here in Asheville. It's a short walk to nature, stream, rocks, path, bugs. Tess loves it. One fine spring day, we went there to play on the rocks in the river. I spent a lot of energy trying not to fall in. My camera. My shoes. My…
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simple saturday. decluttering. clearing.

Unknot. Read these essays. Don't print them out and add to the clutter. Just read them as they float magically on the screen in front of you. Then take just one action today based on reading them. decluttering zen (I especially like the suggestions to "create a 30-day list" and "create a 'maybe' box") this devine decluttering e-course looks interesting…
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write-your-own friday.

How about a writing exercise every Friday, one that–over time, if you do them every Friday–will leave you with a pile of 89-cent composition books from the Piggly Wiggly full of you. Your story. Your life. Your fears and laughs and thoughts. Something to leave behind, something to re-read when we're 110 years old and living in the Tybee Island…
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thinking thursday.

Every Thursday, just a few links I've discovered, things I'm thinking about. And, of course, a link somewhere to Johnny Depp just for the sheer joy of it. (Where I can follow the serendipitous thread I followed to get there, I'll include a thanks to the person who surfaced it for me.) mind :: my brain and yours 77 ways…
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How to make a positive from an extremist’s actions: Use your moral imagination.

I think it is fairly clear how I feel about human rights. I'm a fan of them. For everyone. Even for people with whom I disagree. Maybe even especially for people with whom I disagree. That's what human rights means. Not just rights for the people who love me and agree with me and support the same causes as I…
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poetry wednesday: by which he meant too many to count, but could only say it in counting.

The Way -Albert Goldbarth The sky is random. Even calling it “sky” is an attempt to make a meaning, say, a shape, from the humanly visible part of shapelessness in endlessness. It’s what we do, in some ways it’s entirely what we do—and so the devastating rose of a galaxy’s being born, the fatal lamé of another’s being…
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