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            <title>3 Tips for Staying Together with Children</title>
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            <description>Awhile back my friend Michelle said to the congregation at her husband&amp;#8217;s funeral service: &amp;#8220;He never spoke an unkind word to me.&amp;#8221;
Another girlfriend and I looked at each other, jaws dropped. And then she whispered, &amp;#8220;They didn&amp;#8217;t have kids.&amp;#8221; We nodded and felt better about ourselves.
But a growing body of research confirms our suspicions. Says Tara Parker-Pope of the New York Times: &amp;#8220;One of the more uncomfortable findings of the scientific study of marriage is the negative effect children can have on previously happy relationships. Despite the popular notion that children bring couples closer, several studies have shown that marital satisfaction and happiness typically plummet with the arrival of the first baby.&amp;#8221;
Why the shift?

Stress, of cours...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 12:11:51 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Grief Club</title>
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            <description>Grief and recovery from alcoholism, addiction and co-dependency go hand-in-hand. 
This is an important recovery book.
Quoting Groucho Marx, film director Woody Allen once said facetiously, &amp;quot;I’d never join a club that would allow a person like me to become a member.&amp;quot; But there is a club so universal that adults join and rejoin it many times. The only requirement for membership is living in a world replete with change.
Author Melody Beattie calls this unofficial club &amp;quot;The Grief Club&amp;quot; in her book of the same name. She says the club has many subgroups. She unwillingly joined the &amp;quot;My Child Died and My Heart is Broken and Nobody Gets It&amp;quot; subgroup in 1991, when her young son Shane died in a skiing accident. Years later, she became the member of other clubs too, suc...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 16 May 2010 18:33:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>How Do You Treat Empty-Nest Depression?</title>
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            <description>Several mom friends of mine have lately come down with a bad case of &amp;#8220;empty-nest depression&amp;#8221; &amp;#8212; moms who just dropped off their youngest offspring to college, or moms having difficulty keeping busy now that the youngest is in kindergarten all day.
I googled the term &amp;#8220;empty-nest depression&amp;#8221; to see what I could find on this topic. I was surprised to see the Beyond Blue post I wrote in 2007 at the top of the search results. But, after reading it, I can see why it was so popular. I merely asked a question, and all of you answered it. On the comment box of that post are written different kinds of compassionate and insightful responses to my question: How do you treat empty-nest depression? 
Beyond Blue reader Barbara initiated the discussion with this practical piec...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 10:27:41 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>a steadfast spirit</title>
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            <description>While life has been fabulous and busy and joy-filled, eclectic and exciting and new &amp;#8230; It has also finally settled down from the racetrack pace of the past two months. Thus the mundane and routine (same thing?) resume. And I become prayerful to ask for a steadfast spirit.
Distraction is something I deal with regularly. 
The image I included was captured during a particularly crazy afternoon that included car repair, a hail storm and a miscommunication {of epic proportions} with one of my sons. And, as is my habit, I clicked pics to pass the time and keep myself focused on moving through said afternoon. 
I employ {a creative methodology} to ensure perseverance doesn&amp;#8217;t completely slip away. It involves {cue cards} and {collage journaling} and {planning calendars} and {accountabili...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 11:47:55 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Being a grandmother</title>
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            <description>This red Converse shoe is my grandma logo! Once intended for function but now just for fun! 
Being a grandmother has been like getting the ultimate second chance to jump, run and dance around as a mother. I just returned from a week-long visit with my son&amp;#8217;s family; said family includes my very first grandbaby! ♥ It was like &amp;#8230; Well, it was priceless and leaves me speechless.
&amp;#8230; Priceless and without words to describe.

Being able to cuddle and coo and chat for an entire week without any obligations was a gift that leaves me with no words — but overflowing with outrageous joy! Every day was the best day of my life. (Until the next day I have with my son and his family!) 
But more than that, it was restorative and affirming to live within a home not my own. And yet, be s...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 14:12:29 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Disappear and See the Color</title>
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            <description>My phone rang two evenings ago &amp;#8230; It was my sweetheart. He was driving home from being out of town and calling to urge me to grab my camera and enjoy the sunset.
I did.
It was awesome &amp;#8230; With a full-spectrum of color as the sun ever-so slowly slid toward the horizon line.


I am blessed with a husband who recognizes aspects of my personality that often seem invisible to me. (Like encouraging my interest in photography — which has served as a tonic for my periodic depression!) And he sure can spot a fabulous photo op! 
He also helps me identify when I need to &amp;#8220;disappear&amp;#8221; and simply &amp;#8220;see the color&amp;#8221; &amp;#8230; The full-spectrum color of the big picture — the big sky of my life. My life as it is — and what it is becoming! 
He is faithful to nudge me when I ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 00:44:22 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Dancing to new rhythms</title>
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Dancer. Red. Joy. These words describe what is in my heart &amp;#8230;
 Change can have its moments of outrageous joy &amp;#8230; and sheer terror!  Although we learn to dance to the jazzy beats of new rhythms — said dance routines are not without their tumbles and bruises. Notes of change played together to form new compositions and routines. Even as we fumble about sometimes until — with time and practice — we refine our days and learn how to maintain order in the midst of creatively managing our days.
I have been jotting down some final notes of my latest composition. It incorporates notes and patterns I have danced to in the past; but this one is more refined and easier to dance to. Which is a good thing, since it is an extremely lively beat of sweet sixteenth notes!  ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 10:18:44 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A picture is worth a thousand words</title>
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There is certainly truth to this statement:  A picture is worth a thousand words. I know because I have viewed several thousand &amp;#8220;words&amp;#8221; over the past several months!  Interesting revelations, affirmations and hidden sorrows revealed in the process of sorting family photos.
The image of merely one photo can trigger memories of the day it was captured on film — the people and places involved &amp;#8230; The emotions of that moment in time. The process of organizing photographs and a walk down memory lane can also inspire forgiveness, and gift one with closure. It can introduce one to the process of  &amp;#8220;Letting Go and Holding On&amp;#8221; at the same time. ♥
The seasons of Life change and introduce us to new seasons &amp;#8230; Of growth, of pruning and of harvest.
Pho...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 15:43:53 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Releasing the Heart</title>
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            <description>Interesting adventure, being a mom. Motherhood is so much more than a mere word or career role. It is an experience, a state of mind — of heart — difficult to describe with words or limited definition. Which is largely due to the diversity of said experience — and state of mind and heart! 
ad•ven•ture — To risk; engage in an activity that includes uncertain experiences.

Claude Monet: Camille Monet at Work

I remember the first time I saw this colorful and serene view of Camille Monet creating stitches of embroidery &amp;#8230; I was in the midst of my own diverse days as a mother. All three of my children still lived at home; we were home-schooling and our days were absolutely brimming with, well, adventure! 
I remember trying to envision what it would be like to have a space like...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 20:20:50 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Is your life a blur? Do you fall in the trap of busyness?</title>
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            <description>Busyness is not the same as productivity &amp;#8230; 
And I say that to remind myself! Yesterday, I had the opportunity to be &amp;#8220;busy&amp;#8221; or to simply enjoy the moments — the countdown — of the remaining days of home school. And to, at the same time, be productive!  This being graduation time, I want a photo (read: a LOT of photos) to commemorate this final year for my son (and for myself).
In the midst of our semi-last minute goal — to utilize a western sky with vivid, swirling storm clouds over lush green wheat fields as our canvas — my son and I quickly devised a strategy! It would have been mere busyness (and more than a little stressful!) if we didn&amp;#8217;t already have a list of errands (conveniently woven into our list of photo spots!) and a time table. (Started before th...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 15:58:20 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Arriving at Amazing by way of Goals, Part 3</title>
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            <description>The Land of Amazing is often discovered after wandering around &amp;#8230; somewhere over the rainbow.
Most who are searching already have what they are looking for — or at least a mental map to it — even if they don’t realize it. It is the “doing” which propels us — fuels us — to our destinations.
Changing the way we move through Life most frequently occurs a degree at a time. But then there is this tipping point, where it all comes together. There is a shift in the way we react to situations, our thought patterns and the order of our days.
We have the ability to guide this process when we invest a bit of time and focus to:


Determine goals (How you want your days to be?)


Develop a plan — a strategy. And work the plan! 



Set a deadline. Deadlines develop habits and protec...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 13:23:56 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Arriving at Amazing by way of Goals, Part 2</title>
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            <description>What are your Goals? Where do you want to go from here? 
Today awaits your choice to be present. And by the way, you will have to check the baggage of yesterday at the door. As difficult as it is sometimes to keep moving, to take the next step, to forgive (self and others), to let go and just be fully present in this moment — it is possible! 
In order to do so, see your life on a continuum — see yourself in-motion, living a life that is in-progress.
It is only when we truly know and understand that we have a limited time on earth and that we have no way of knowing when our time is up that we will begin to live each day to the fullest, as if it were the only one we had. ~Elizabeth Kubler-Ross
Begin to think about a sequence of events — a strategy — that has a beginning, a middle and...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 17:40:57 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Arriving at Amazing by way of Goals, Part 1</title>
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So, raise your hand if your life feels like a Three-Ring Circus. It goes something like you swinging by the seat of your pants — three rings of multi-tasking, with a crowd of people watching while you work away.  And there are lions and tigers and bears! Oh, my! 
Most of us assume the role of Ring Master for years until we realize how close that keeps us to absolute chaos. This realization is likely repeated during said years — until one day (as you pull your head out of the lion&amp;#8217;s mouth one last time &amp;#8230;) you make the connection!
You realize you have never really been in control. 
You have been lost in a maze of dictated “must’s, should’s and shall’s” &amp;#8230; And you are tired. Very tired. And probably angry. Very angry? You have been running around ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 15:01:35 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Goals and Clarity</title>
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For the past three months I have wondered if I would ever move past the baseline of my Life-Plan. I had what I needed to move forward: Goals (my plans, my notes and tons of research) — as well as the ever-necessary dash of CreAtive inspiration! 
And I had Clarity.
Clarity is the proverbial tugboat that maneuvers Goals to their final destination. It has the ability to push or pull a Goal through a difficult phase.
The &amp;#8220;difficult phase&amp;#8221; for my Goals has been my roller-coaster-wellness. (And although I am &amp;#8220;more well&amp;#8221; — the adventure continues &amp;#8230;) 
Despite these physical challenges, my ability to nurture and focus upon the vision regarding my Goals remains constant. Um, &amp;#8216;cept for those darn periodic black-outs and power surges. 
Last week  I ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 18:15:35 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Make the Choice. The Hard Choice.</title>
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            <description>We all face The Hard Choice. 
The Hard Choice to pull off the layers of complaint, of self-loathing, of disdain for everyone else and the overall sense of discontent, emptiness and a sorrow that goes beyond words.
To get-real. 
To put aside what we are feeling and to ask God, &amp;#8220;What are You doing?&amp;#8221; and &amp;#8220;What [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 13:38:28 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Rhythms of Grace (how to avoid crashing waves … and other adventures)</title>
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            <description>Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you&amp;#8217;ll recover your life. I&amp;#8217;ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won&amp;#8217;t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 22:03:30 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Mothers and Daughters</title>
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            <description>Breakfast in Bed, Mary Cassatt

There are specific topics, such as politics and religion, that seem to strike a loud and resounding cord within us. The subject of mothers and daughters is probably one most of us include in that musical genre and host of melodies &amp;#8230; And perhaps we more frequently hear it as clanging [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 18:57:50 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Three Hershey Bars. Three Words. Inspired.</title>
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            <description>Yesterday was a cold, colorless, cloudy day here. Blah! Double blah!
Just the sort of day that beckons you to curl up with a cozy down comforter and simply nap through the hours. Except even that didn&amp;#8217;t even sound appealing! 
Actually — nothing seemed appealing! So &amp;#8230; I did what any women does in the [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 17:46:57 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Dealing With Overwhelm</title>
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            <description>As I ponder the possibilities for 2009 — I rejoice! And, I rejoice for the first time in a very long time. I am usually kicking the &amp;#8220;old year&amp;#8221; out the door and urging the &amp;#8220;new year&amp;#8221; to come in quickly! Assuming that surely a bright, shiny new year has to be better than an [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Pondering my “branches” …</title>
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            <description>Seeds of inspiration fall into my pocket when I breath in the fresh country air and soak in the warmth from the sun as it shines over my gardens. These seeds — various and a sundry — take root in my heart as I tend to them with the fertilizer of commitment and sprinklings of [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Dreaming …</title>
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            <description>Becoming mature means learning to accept what you cannot change, facing unresolved sorrows and learning to love life as it really happens, not as you would have it happen. When someone attaches unkindness to criticism, she&amp;#8217;s angry. Angry people need to criticize as an outlet for their anger. That&amp;#8217;s why you must reject unkind criticism. [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Cold December</title>
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            <description>The colors of the sky seem so much more vivid in the winter. All of my very favorite photos of the sky — sunrises, sunsets, clouds — are from cold December days.
I wonder if this reflects nature or the nature of the observer.
Perhaps a little of both?
December is the month when I dream of walking [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <description>Ever carry baggage from the previous day with you into the &amp;#8220;today&amp;#8221;? 
As I sip on my mug of café mocha (will post some recipes later &amp;#8230;) I am pondering this about myself.
Why do we do that? Why do we insist of beating ourselves over yesterday? Today has quite enough worries and anxieties of [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Empty Nest Envy</title>
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            <description>It&amp;#8217;s said to be something that parents of children with developmental disabilities experience. An article by Amy Basking and Heather Fawcett coins the terms &amp;#8220;Empty Nest Envy,&amp;#8221; as noted in today&amp;#8217;s Orangeville Banner:
While most parents can look forward to children spreading their own wings, there are some who look to the future with trepidation and uncertainty. Not just for themselves, but more importantly for their adult children who have developmental disabilities. These parents, when their children graduate from high school, suddenly find themselves supporting their adult child full-time.
The reality for these parents can be daunting. In the article, the authors talk about how for one family their 28-year-old son remains with them. Despite thinking that he would b...</description>
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            <title>Give Thanks</title>
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            <description>Thanksgiving Day is a jewel, to set in the hearts of honest men; but be careful that you do not take the day, and leave out the gratitude.  ~E.P. Powell
Although I routinely record my Spoons (ala Mary Poppins) &amp;#8230; It is my habit to compile a record of what I am thankful on Thanksgiving.
Amidst preparations [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Itsy Bitsy Spider</title>
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            <description>So, I am a nature nut &amp;#8230; Spiders in my gardens are a blessing since they help with unwanted insects. Besides they are fascinating!
This particular spider was spinning away at the intricate lines of his web one morning while I was nearby planting pansies in my garden. The very same morning I had just reached [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Dealing with the empty nest in marriage</title>
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            <description>THE EMPTY NEST SYNDROME Are you depressed about the nest being empty? Can you rediscover yourselves and each other through new activities?  In the past, empty nests that were child centered went through a stormy period when you had to become comfortable again in your marital role as husband and wife.  Most divorces are filed within two years of the last child leaving home. Child centered families had the mom cooking and keeping house, and attending to her kids needs instead of her husband's needs. Your  husband went to athletic events with his son and did not go out with his wife.  You dressed more as your kid does and called your husbands child his son and the man talked of his daughter his wife’s daughter.    If your large nose bothers you or your droopy eyelids, you can go and ...</description>
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            <title>Someday? Now. — Part 1</title>
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            <description>My son and I drove to Colorado last month. We decided upon a return route that took us back into our great state by way of New Mexico&amp;#8217;s state highway 456. If you have never personally traveled the stretch of this highway from Raton, New Mexico into the panhandle of Oklahoma, you have missed an [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Begin. Today.</title>
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            <description>There is something absolutely inspiring about watching clouds.
A storm front moved through last evening. It came around the time for the sun to set on the horizon. This allowed for wonderful shades of orange and blue with the natural beauty of trees to frame the dramatic changes &amp;#8230;

It&amp;#8217;s time to start living the life you&amp;#8217;ve [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Can’t walk and chew gum at the same time!?</title>
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            <description>Sunflower Crop — Seiling, Oklahoma
Well, I have to admit that it appears futile for me to consider blogging and &amp;#8220;doing&amp;#8221; at the same time. 
Recent &amp;#8220;doings&amp;#8221; include: completing the redesign and declutter of both my studio (de creativity) and my chamber (de restore); final notes regarding high school transcript for my (rejoicing to see the [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <title>Watercolor Life</title>
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            <description>Watercolor Sky, July 2008
(the drive-home was paused to enjoy this glorious sunset&amp;#8230;)
The notion of a watercolor life comforts me. It would include canvases of delicate, muted lines and broad strokes of color on pure-fiber archival paper and canvases &amp;#8230; gentle mingling of pigments as each flows and transitions across the page &amp;#8230; the clarity of [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 21:06:40 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Come Hell or High Water</title>
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            <description>Life is the art of drawing without an eraser. ~John W. Gardner
The truth is more important than the facts. ~Frank Lloyd Wright 
Somewhere in my personal history I came to know about this phrase. I can hear my maternal grandmother&amp;#8217;s distinct, and rather loud, voice broadcasting these words. Perhaps this is the personal origin for [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 15:33:59 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Assessing in Order to Progress</title>
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            <description>Apparently, I am completely unable (unwilling?) to sort my proverbial To-Do without blogging it here. 
I have been pondering the realities of the universe — especially my universe — for most of two hours now and &amp;#8230; Well, I simply must blog to think sometimes! So &amp;#8230; here we go! 
First of all, [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 15:07:09 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Alarm Clocks, Habits and Life Unscripted</title>
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            <description>Seeing &amp;#8220;home&amp;#8221; with new eyes can be a bit disconcerting. Because there are scenes which occur daily and yet are unscripted. They just happen because these scenes have become familiar. 
Said scenes are habits.
Yes, habits: an acquired-over-time pattern of behavior which occurs automatically. Habits occur without even a moment of thought or consideration regarding what [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 15:43:23 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Changes</title>
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            <description>The night I knew things would change &amp;#8230;
Tada! Wow! I adore this new template! And I was pondering a change to reflect the beginning of my favorite &amp;#8220;one-third&amp;#8221; of the year! (And my life-changes as I move into the next leg of my journey &amp;#8230;)
So, ta-da! Happy September! ♥
My blogging absence reflects the reality that [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 20:12:13 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Life: Drink it in!</title>
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            <description>There are moments when — despite your desire to boldly charge down the morning track of To-Do — you simply must pause. Pause and smile &amp;#8230; And soak in the moment: A numbered moment of motherhood.
Here is the scene: You got up extra early in order to accomplish at least the starred items on the [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:45:53 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Moving Day!</title>
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            <description>Photo Credit
It is moving day for me! (Figuratively not literally!) However there is some literal decluttering going on throughout my house as I walk around with large, heavy-duty garbage bags — and an attitude of raw forward thinking!
I have been here before &amp;#8230; And I hope to be here again. It is a wonderful adventure [...] (Source: The Dessert Years . . . (the sequel))</description>
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