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What Shapes Us

All that passes descends,and ascends again unseeninto the light: the rivercoming down from skyto hills, from hills to sea,and carving as it moves,to rise invisible,gathered to light, to returnagain. “The river’s injuryis its shape.” I’ve learned no more.We are what we are givenand what is taken away;blessed be the nameof the giver and taker.For everything…

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Eternal Sunrise

Having been married awhile, my bride and I know each other’s tendencies. She rolls her eyes at me when she sees me watching YouTube videos of faraway places. I’ve got a regular playlist of places I’d like to go that I visit regularly, and virtually tag along with friends as they sail around the world….

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Be Whole

To be great, be whole;Exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is not you.Be whole in everything. Put all you areInto the smallest thing you do.So, in each lake, the moon shines with splendorBecause it blooms up above.— Fernando Pessoa, Poems of Fernando Pessoa An early morning. Out the door long before the dawn brought me deep…

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The Shape of Our Circles

“We are mirrors reflecting one another. The people with whom we surround ourselves shape us, and we shape those around us, too.” — Brad Stulberg, The Practice of Groundedness I had a conversation with two strong players in my circle of influence who both disliked The Banshees of Inisherin, a movie I absolutely loved. The movie…

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What to Do With Our Time

you will never catch up.Walk around feeling like a leafknow you could tumble at any second.Then decide what to do with your time.― Naomi Shihab Nye, The Art of Disappearing I’ve fallen in love with the bullet journal again. It’s not so much because of a love of organization, it’s more a need for organization…