Monday, April 25, 2011

Pride and Joy

The last time I sat in on my daughter's classes (last fall), her pointe shoes were new and barely scuffed.  They have now become proudly well-worn.  I hear complaints after class when toes hurt, but it is evidently worth it.  Every other story is sheer bliss.  She is joyfully counting down the days to her recital May 21 ... MAY 21 ... MAY 21!
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Friday, April 15, 2011

Saturday, April 09, 2011

Aching For Change ...

Aching for growth, for change, for direction, for peace.  There's a sun that shines ... and it shines on all ... I'm aching to stop running to and fro and soak it in somehow.

How slow do you want the fire to burn?

  Just a little over a year ago, I had an urge to set up my special writing place. One person I wanted to tell was my aunt because I had bee...