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Archive for February, 2012
leap is a verb.
Tomorrow at this time, I’ll be soldiering up to leap off a tall platform on a trapeze bar. I imagine I’ll look just like that <——–. What is your leap for Leap Day? What scares you? Leap into it. Go. Also, on Leap Day (2/29), the Early Bird registration discount disappears at 9pm Eastern for the next VerbTribe…
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poetry wednesday : please do stumble from your cave
From Out the Cave by Joyce Sutphen When you have been at war with yourself for so many years that you have forgotten why, when you have been driving for hours and only gradually begin to realize that you have lost the way, when you have cut hastily into the fabric, when you have signed papers in distraction, when it…
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change your verbs, change your life.
I just want to share with the group that my life is changing because of this course. I don’t know what else to say. Everything is changing. My feelings about certain things are no longer so ambiguous. Life is richer. I am less afraid. -KiKi L’Italien We’ve just hit the halfway point in my first VerbTribe online writing class,…
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happy birthday to the real johnny.
I know I joke a lot about Johnny Depp. And I write about Johnny Unitas a lot. And Johnny Appleseed. And Johnny Cash. But the fact is that there is only one Johnny. My Johnny, Mr Brilliant, the father of our two amazing girls. And today is his birthday. (And Emma’s half-birthday!) Have I mentioned how lucky I am to…
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what i’m reading now.
I used to read one book at a time. Start, read, read more, sleep, read more, finish. Linear like. One page, the next. Now I don’t read just one book at a time, no. I think it is these 20 years of living with Mr Brilliant that has finally done it. Even his daughters inherited his wild gene, dashing into…
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poetry wednesday : things competing to happen.
The Edges of Time It is at the edges that time thins. Time which had been dense and viscous as amber suspending intentions like bees unseizes them. A humming begins, apparently coming from stacks of put-off things or just in back. A racket of claims now, as time flattens. A glittering fan…
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give love. give hope. for donna.
Some of you will remember me carrying a small crayon apron across the country during my book tour for Creative is a Verb. I still carry that apron with me everywhere I go. Bright pink with little crayon-sized pockets in which a rainbow of color sits. Embroidered in white with the name, “Donna.” I tell the story of Donna Quirke…
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my cape has tiny red pom-poms on the bottom.
I am afraid of heights. Deeply. They make me shake. A diving board is too high for me. And yet, I’ve long wanted to experience the letting go that comes with trapeze, particularly after reading Sam Keen’s writing on trapeze. And so, at 5pm on February 29th (Leap Day), I’ll climb up high and let go. I hope if you’re…
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poetry wednesday : love poem with toast
Love Poem With Toast -Miller Williams Some of what we do, we do to make things happen, the alarm to wake us up, the coffee to perc, the car to start. The rest of what we do, we do trying to keep something from doing something, the skin from aging, the hoe…
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Patti Digh is the author of six books, including bestsellers Life is a Verb and Creative is a Verb. She travels the world teaching others about mindfulness: to live fully, love well, let go deeply, and make a difference. Patti's comments have appeared on PBS and in The New York Times, Fortune, the Wall Street Journal, the London Financial Times, and many other international publications. She writes a thank you note every morning.