What do you remember about being six?

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The Nimble-Fairy's Tale

She traveled to the pool of wishes

She held hers in her hand

And let go. Hers was the brightest wish

To one day work in "the White House"?

She was full of indecision.

Called her people, but did not get the answers she was looking for.

Not even one.

She looked within.

"I know the truth lies inside me."

She enacted a ritual dance before a Georgia O'Keefe just in case.

Ah.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

- Marianne Williamson

Happy Birthday P!

Oh we do love our birthdays, don't we?

Woods Trip, Long Pine Reservoir

I know where you live, and I will be coming to get you when it is convenient for me

Girl Waiting for Fireworks, July 4, 2010

The Dark Beauty of the Silhouette

Form, lines, dark in light,
A simpler view of these things,
Made clear and lucid.

P: Where's mom?

L: She's in the hallway.

(Open door, confirm that mom is not in the hallway)

P: No, she's not.

L: I (th)tand corrected.

First 5K

It really was a perfect day to take on my first 5K. Overcast, fairly cool, with a veil of optimism in the air! My friend and I were nervous together but had enough time to become accustomed to being there. We considered how an hour can last a really long time if given the right circumstances. I was impressed with the friendly nature of the running community, which I did not expect. I appreciated that the already-finished were generous enough to hand out encouragement to those still slogging it out...I'm sure it made them feel good too (Uh, I have been done for so long that I am trying to keep myself entertained by cheering for the turtles...)

My motto for the event was "Having Fun," and the running part was reeeeasonably fun. My running partner, if you could call it that, for the second half of the race was a giant, tall man in head to toe black, running pants, and sandals. He was a walker/runner, but was fastidious in making sure that the very second I caught up to him, he would hang up his walking hat and put on his running stride. The maddening part for me was that it only took him several strides of those long legs to be about twenty feet ahead of me, when he could walk again. I thought to myself, well, I guess I'm ok with being someone's motivation to run? And then I looked at the flowers as I passed them by.

But, the most fun part was the last ten seconds of the race. I followed the lead of everyone ahead of me who turned on their juice in the last block of the race, not wanting to let the onlookers down with at least an energetic-seeming finish. But I reeeally turned on my juice when I see my sweet cheering husband, running parallel to me and trying to get to the finish ahead of me to get the good photo op. I couldn't let an onlooker beat me in this race!

American Robin, Turdus Migratorius. Before you make your mental joke, it means thrush. Thrush on the move.