Tag Archives: unique

Strangers old and new

“Wherever I’ve lived my room and soon the entire house is filled with books; poems, stories, histories, prayers of all kinds stand up gracefully or are heaped on shelves, on the floor, on the bed. Strangers old and new offering their words bountifully and thoughtfully, lifting my heart. But, wait! I’ve made a mistake! how …

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Rearranged

“Loss was like that…you didn’t just lose a loved one. You lost your heart, your memories, your laughter, your brain, and it even took your bones. Eventually it all came back, but different. Rearranged.” – Louise Penny For those who have noticed there was no post today, I wanted to add a brief explanation. Jeff …

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Whimsy and change

“Pretension and trendiness are pesky intruders. I try to swat them out of my studio while making tea for whimsy and change.” – Ellis Anderson My friend Ellis wrote those words years ago referring to her work in jewelry design. But I copied and saved them, even though I’m not an artist, because they apply …

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Autobiography, journal, scrapbook

“Each of us is eccentric because each of us is unique and no one else is like us.  We can best express our individuality in unusual, uncommon ways at home.  Our home is an autobiography, a journal, a scrapbook…Living at home is a dynamic, creative process.”  — Alexandra Stoddard I really miss the days when …

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Not yourself

When you look into a mirror it is not yourself you see, but a kind of apish error posed in fearful symmetry kool uoy nehW rorrim a otni ton si ti ˛ees uoy flesruoy dnik a tub rorre hsipa fo lufraef ni desop yrtemmys — John Updike WOW, I love this poem! What do you see …

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Out there, waiting

“They say no land remains to be discovered, no continent is left unexplored. But the whole world is out there, waiting, just waiting for me…” ― Lisa Ann Sandell There’s a popular saying about never being able to step into the same river twice, presumably because the river is ever-changing.  If so, we can never …

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Exactly like me

“Nobody can be exactly like me.  Sometimes even I have trouble doing it.” ― Tallulah Bankhead Some of us are more reserved than others, but almost all of us don a figurative mask occasionally, or maybe even often.  We feel vulnerable and a bit intimidated about being ourselves, since we harbor a vast inner archive of …

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The unexpected

“Look how often the unexpected happens – and yet we still never expect it!” — Ashleigh Brilliant There’s never a shortage of surprises in California, and that’s part of why it was so much fun to live there. One sunny day in Santa Cruz, we were waiting in line at a four-way intersection, assuming the …

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Whimsy and change

“Pretension and trendiness are pesky intruders. I try to swat them out of my studio while making tea for whimsy and change.” – Ellis Anderson My friend Ellis wrote those words years ago referring to her work in jewelry design. But I copied and saved them, even though I’m not an artist, because they apply …

Continue reading

Autobiography, journal, scrapbook

“Each of us is eccentric because each of us is unique and no one else is like us.  We can best express our individuality in unusual, uncommon ways at home.  Our home is an autobiography, a journal, a scrapbook…Living at home is a dynamic, creative process.”  — Alexandra Stoddard I really miss the days when …

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Not yourself

When you look into a mirror it is not yourself you see, but a kind of apish error posed in fearful symmetry kool uoy nehW rorrim a otni ton si ti ˛ees uoy flesruoy dnik a tub rorre hsipa fo lufraef ni desop yrtemmys — John Updike WOW, I love this poem! What do you see …

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Out there, waiting

“They say no land remains to be discovered, no continent is left unexplored. But the whole world is out there, waiting, just waiting for me…” ― Lisa Ann Sandell There’s a popular saying about never being able to step into the same river twice, presumably because the river is ever-changing.  If so, we can never …

Continue reading

Exactly like me

“Nobody can be exactly like me.  Sometimes even I have trouble doing it.” ― Tallulah Bankhead Some of us are more reserved than others, but almost all of us don a figurative mask occasionally, or maybe even often.  We feel vulnerable and a bit intimidated about being ourselves, since we harbor a vast inner archive of …

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