Lessons from a 1975 Journal

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I’ve kept journals since I was 18 years old. That is a lot of journals. In my snowed-in free time, I decided to start typing journal entries into my computer. I imagined the thrill of searching for names of people, places, and things I’ve written about and then compiling them into stories. In my ambitiousness, I dug out my journal from my freshman year in college, and started typing away. I only made it through four months before realizing that at that rate, I could be hunched over my … [Read more...]

There’s a kind of hush…

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Remember the old Carpenters' song, Kind of Hush? If you weren't alive when it was released in 1976, you probably have no idea what I'm talking about. Anyway, I've thought of the lyrics every time I've stepped outside during the Blizzard of 2016.  "There's a kind of hush all over the world tonight..." This morning I went out to hunt for the Washington Post. (Wishful thinking.) My neighbor was outside and we stood in the middle of the road in the bright sunshine, surveying the beauty around … [Read more...]

Jackpot

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Don't tell me you're not following the $1.4 billion PowerBall jackpot, and wondering what you'd do with that much money. If you're thinking, "I don't gamble, thank you very much," then good for you for being so darn wonderful. But you're missing out on all the fun of fantasizing about being a billionaire. Over the weekend, we were at dinner with some friends and, of course, the big old jackpot came up, and then the question, "What would you do with the money?" Not surprisingly, everyone … [Read more...]

Writing it all down

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It's New Year's Day 2016. I'm sitting on the couch thinking, "I should write a New Year's blog." Last year about this time, I wrote a blog called Blah-Grrr, which was less than inspiring, but it captured my mood at the time. This year, I want to write something BETTER, more MOTIVATIONAL, but I'm stuck. Hello Writer's Block. (The inability to tap into the writerly part of your brain where thoughts turn into words and sentences.) Part of the reason for this mental block is that I've set … [Read more...]

Silent Night, Holy Night

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Last night we went with friends to a Christmas sing-along at Wolf Trap, where we sat outside on the lawn, bundled in blankets and coats to sing Christmas carols with thousands of other people who came to kick off the holiday season. With all the bad news of the world swirling around us, it was a gift to be in a peaceful place with a massive group of kind, generous people singing songs of joy. At the end of the evening, “The President’s Own” United States Marine Band led us in singing Silent … [Read more...]

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