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Letting Go

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Let go. Why do you cling to pain?    There is nothing you can do about the wrongs of yesterday. It is not yours to judge. Why hold on to the very thing which keeps you from hope and love?                                -- Leo Buscaglia We often cling to our memories, even the painful ones, because we don't know who we would be without them. We mistake our history for our destiny. It's time for me to invent new stories.  Care to join me?

Haiku My Heart: Machinery

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For more Haiku My Heart, click HERE .  Static © 2010 Meri Arnett-Kremian. teeth line up against each other, biting sharply gears turn in tandem

Blessing

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May all the chairs at your table be filled with those you love. May there be much laughter and sharing of stories. May you give each other the precious gift of attention, and may your hearts be full of joy today and always.  Thanks for helping build a web of  friendship and peace, one blog post at a time. -Meri

Share the Joy Thursday: Giving Thanks for Joy

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Tomorrow is   a day of thanks for Americans. A day of sharing with family and friends. Can you remember to give thanks for joy and pass us a plate full of delight here at SHARE THE JOY THURSDAY? I'll be giving thanks for things that bring me joy, like family and getting to see the magic of the world through the eyes of the next generation blue bottles on a ledge the splendor of color especially when it's backlit through a window and sparkles like gems  having learned that time is precious and we should be mindful of each moment, using our talent to cultivate joy instead of focusing on shoulds and what-ifs and if-only, things that waste minutes we can't recapture What gives you JOY? Tell us. ------------------- To play along: 1. do a post that tells and shows us what gives you joy. 2. capture the URL of the specific post and paste it into the Mr. Linky box along with your name. 3. visit other players -- as many as possible -- and let their

Paying for Lovely Moments

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"The best way to pay for a lovely moment is to enjoy it."             R ichard Bach     Moments I've enjoyed from the top of my head to the tips of my toes in the last 24 hours: 1. Seeing "Morning Glory" with Danielle  while Gavin was over at a friend's for the evening. 2. Waking up about 2 am to the sound  of Gavin's unrestrained laughter. 3. Finding a five dollar bill in the pocket  of my Not Your Daughter's Jeans  when I took them out of the dryer. 4. Discovering that except for the street I live on  which was still icy, driving was a breeze. 5. Waking up today knowing that I have  a massage scheduled this morning. 6. Checking in with my friends via their blogs. What lovely little moments have you paid for  in the best kind of way?

Thanks for the Memories

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Oprah ran her last "Favorite Things" show today, giving away lots of fabulous gifts to her audience. At the end, Johnny Mathis appeared and sang. That was one of my favorite things in the show. He's old, I know. It seemed like he was pretty old even when I was young, but that may be the addled perspective of youth. All I know is that the Johnny Mathis concert I went to in the 90s with "the-love-of-my-life" (at that point, anyway) was one of the most romantic, sublime concerts I've ever attended. We took another couple with us and everyone glammed up -- the guys in tuxedos and the ladies in glitzy dresses or jeweled tops and handkerchief hem skirts. You know the look I mean -- though I'm not sure whether I was in a I-think-I'll-be-a-redhead phase like in this picture or going for the God-given dark ash blonde jacked up with pale blonde streaks so carefully painted on so I'd have hair that looked sun kissed. But enough about me. Johnn

We Should Be Dancin'

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Well, piffle! It's starting to snow and just looking out the window makes me feel all shivery and cold. I'm hoping it's polite little snow that falls on the grass and not on my driveway and definitely not on the streets. But even if it behaves itself and doesn't keep imposing its will on us (do you hear me, Snow?) I think I need an activity that will warm me up and make me glow. Glowing is good. We should be dancing. Oh yeah! 

Little Ms. Mischief

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I'm not usually naughty or the wild and crazy type. Honest! I'm usually on the demure side with a somewhat wicked sense of humor lurking quietly below the surface. But every now and then some trouble-maker leads me astray. "Will you take my picture kissing this statue?" asks Deb , so sweetly that I succumb in a moment of weakness. Click. "How about another angle?" OK. "You r turn." "But I'm not tall enough to kiss her." This, after tiptoes proved inadequate and no step-stool materialized. "Well then, grab her butt." Photo © 2010 by Deb Taylor Or something............ Photo © 2010 by Deb Taylor There's a disadvantage in being short that should be apparent here. It induces you to sacrifice your dignity and sense of propriety. Just call me Little Miss Mischief. (And for additional musings, click HERE to see my very personal Sepia Saturday.) As if this post weren't personal enough! * *

Haiku My Heart: For Spadoman

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Spadoman's daughter taken away far too soon, is not forgotten She had a place of honor on the Day of the Dead altar in our little home-away-from-home in San Miguel de Allende. We hold you, her parents, in our hearts. 

Haiku My Heart: Waiting Patiently

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red chairs facing west impatient for dusky skies to glow amethyst   For more Haiku love, click HERE