“Either give me more wine or leave me alone.” – Rumi Dearest Rumi, I don’t think I could have said it any better. I’m currently in Europe where wine is like a religion. Not…
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Love isn’t an endangered resource. Trust me. If you want some you’ll have to dole it out until you’re almost running on empty. The only way to get is to open up the levies and give. Valentine’s Day.…
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culture & community relationships & love sisterhoodTribal Warfare (Because We Live In Interesting Times)
Interesting times call for an army. A company of warriors. New dynasties of champions. For while we have individual paths to follow we require a battalion if we are to throw off our chains. Like it or not we live in interesting…
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JoAnna suffers the realities of raising a new dog. Was it a mistake or will unconditional love prevail? The joys of training, learning, & forgiving. Having a new dog is somewhat similar to having a child,…
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What does a person from Canada look and sound like? Is there a set rule? Should you ask someone where they’re ‘really’ from? Let’s talk multiculturalism… Canada. America. The United Kingdom. Australia. South Africa.…
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Sound Therapy Requirements: one bowl, one mallet, a hand that holds and a wrist that turns. This is sound therapy in its simplest form. Operating tips: Cup the palm of one hand slightly and let the…
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food healthSex, Sunday and Pancakes (or: Now That I Have Your Attention–A Gluten/Dairy-free Recipe)
Pancakes. A food item I have a serious thing for as of late, it’s safe to say they are something of an obsession since I have spent countless hours over the last four months trying to figure…
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arts & music business culture & community sisterhoodThe Path to Success (or: May Your Next Failure be Glorious)
Failure is so important. We speak about success all the time. It is the ability to resist failure or use failure that often leads to greater success. I’ve met people who don’t want to…
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I apologize for not “getting real” this time around. Without warning, November descended upon us and because of it I scramble. Like many others I know, I caught fire, struggling to operate on less than six hours sleep and…
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arts & music food home & lifestyle travelCrazy, Stupid, Love (or: A Public Display of Affection for Brussels)
Dear Brussels, I wanted to like you the first time we met. Really. I did. I tried to revel in your vacuous corners and diplomatic-inspired boulevards. I tried to wrap my head around the…
