The Grace of An Ordinary Life

The Grace of An Ordinary Life

The rooster three doors down crows every morning before dawn here in Mexico. I don’t need an alarm because the internal clock of Mr. Cock-a-Doodle-Doo relays the message to anticipate sunrise – the beginning of a new day.Studies show it is the highest-ranking rooster that greets the dawn first. The others wait patiently before they join in. Waiting patiently for something “new” to appear in life is an option. But moving toward newness…

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"One Year to Live" - My Class in San Miguel de Allende

"One Year to Live" - My Class in San Miguel de Allende

Two months ago when the waters of Santa Rosa Sound were choppy and the day so grey I could barely see the boat house at the end of the dock I was taken back in time and place.Today reminds me of a time when my daughter, Elizabeth, and I were making our way southward on a 42-foot sailboat in mid-December

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Not This Life . . . That Life

Not This Life . . . That Life

I have not posted in a while. I couldn’t. I lost my endeavor.  I didn’t feel like it.

Besieged is how I have felt. Priorities I carefully chose suddenly began to compete for my energy. The necessities of participating in life (and moments of trying to figure it out what was happening) made even the creative possibilities I set in motion impossible.I was deprived of clarity. It happens…

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