Day: May 10, 2010
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Killing Time
I’m killing time waiting for Shannon to get home from her final exams. We’ll leave when she gets here. I think of that Jim Steinman phrase, “We were only killing time and it can kill you right back.” I have to water the plants. My emotions have been discordant all day, and I’m glad…
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This Is Why
In grieving situations, you always play out the same scenes in your head over and over, turn it all over, analyze it, and —as Daddy used to say—”talk it to death.” But that IS part of the process, whether it’s a death, divorce, or some other personal catastrophe. Late yesterday afternoon, I was still at…
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What the —?
It was one of those moments when it felt like the air had been sucked out of the room. Talk about teleportation! There’s a scene at the end of a Christopher Reeve/ Jane Seymour movie, Somewhere in Time, where he reaches into his pocket and finds a present-day penny, which yanks him out of his…
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I Have a Theme?
I had planned to configure the entire Spilled Candy website this month but I seemed destined to start with my own author site (dreadfully outdated) and launch a new site I’m working on, too. First. And meanwhile, I guess I have to learn some new software. Didn’t know I was going to be doing that,…
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Happy Christians: an Oxymoron?
I knew it would happen sooner or later. I just didn’t know how. I’m going to be working on a project explicitly for Christians. Oh, lots of other projects, too, but at least this one will be for Christians only. I’ve studied several religions and come to a number of surprising conclusions. Surprising,…
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Dream Reunions and Differences of Opinions
A couple of cousins I haven’t seen in decades came to visit this morning while I slept in, one in particular. They probably don’t know they were here. They came in the Ether, which tends to happen only with those I do energy work with or for or with those with whom I have a…
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The Waiting Is the Hardest Part
My dad’s health is getting worse. He’s completely bed- ridden and on full-blast oxygen now. No visitors except for the trail of medical personnel. The girls are facing final exams this week after a very, very difficult semester that’s included romantic break-ups, funerals of friends, and stressful competitions. I don’t want to add to their…
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Uncivil Servants
The Slasher is back. I don’t know who it is, but this person creeps me out. Because I work with them in my day job…or at least in the same building. I’m not sure when it all started. Sometime after I’d left my current building back in the fall of 2002 for a position in…
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A Happy Home
We decided this year to have a happy home during the holidays. No matter what. A warm and loving place full of all things we love and with an upbeat energy. Yes, there are tensions elsewhere and things aren’t perfect in other areas and some of our friends and family seemed damned and determined to…
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The Real “Reason for the Season”?
My Christian colleague stood in front of the bulletin board in her oversized office and lectured us heathens. “You all know the real ‘reason for the season,’ don’t you?” I started to make a joke about keeping the “Soul” in “Solstice,” but I didn’t. I was having too hard a time grasping the handmade sign…
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Since When Is “Acceptance” Required?
Gah! I’ve heard it a gazillion times now— someone misapplying the “Five Stages of Grief.” But this time, it’s being said to someone else and I get a chance to see it and its effect objectively. The walls are thin and I’m waiting outside someone’s office while two…
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Little Things
I’m actively working on all sorts of little things to make my surroundings more positive. Some seem trite, but they all add up. Before heading out to work today, I checked my email and started to run out of the house when I thought better of it. I actually went back to my computer. See,…











