Tag: inspiration
member name: Julie L.
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May 20, 2009 05:10 AM EDT --
I hop in the jeep and barely notice the complaint screeching from the rusty car door hinges. Like an old dame who has seen a lot of life, my jeep freely expresses her opinion. Like another resolute . . .
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December 17, 2008 10:40 AM EST --
It's that time of year when a reflective mood begins to sweep across the earth. The year is done. It will never come back again. Yet the prospect of a new time is ahead of us. For myself, . . .
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May 14, 2009 02:01 AM EDT --
Hello dear friends at Gather.
It has occurred to me recently that what many of us our doing here at Gather is helping one another to learn to live. That can sound patronising but isn't given the . . .
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January 02, 2009 09:44 AM EST --
It was something that could neither be created nor destroyed and I had just tuned into it. That voice was love.
I'm posting snippets from the memoir I am writing which will be available . . .
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November 18, 2008 08:00 AM EST --
While the world mulls over its current dilemma, up here in the North we are still dealing with the same November problem. What on earth happened to the light? When the morning alarm rings most . . .
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February 15, 2009 05:59 AM EST --
This being Valentine's Day weekend, I know that I should perhaps be throwing some oysters, clams and other libido-promoting foods into my pots. I cannot help it, though, I'm stuck on quite different . . .
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October 21, 2008 11:10 AM EDT --
The Canada geese on the horizon ruffle their wings in preparation for flight. Suddenly the leader of the flock lets out an unmistakable cry and in a miracle of natural engineering, unfolds his . . .
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September 26, 2008 09:15 AM EDT --
Wellness seems like one of those things that we have the privilege of worrying about when times are good. When they aren't, it gets tossed on that pile of irrelevancies that fly out the window when . . .
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September 16, 2008 03:39 AM EDT --
It was barely seven in the evening and night was already falling. A chill wind blew over the surface of the water and made it shiver in small ripples. I sat at the window of my island cottage . . .
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