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Search Results for: label/Journaling She loses what’s hers and comes plaintive, begging where it might be, and I send her looking under chairs, the second shelf of my library closet, perhaps under our bed, her father’s far side? And her mournful cry, bay of hound on the hunt, draws out the brothers, and she tugs one end of the...  They line up, empty vessels, crocks he brought home, those hard-working hands, set aged pottery on the table, and every week I fill them with beauty, every week, shades and hues and color of the sky and earth meeting in petals, every week I fill them, the ceremony of the gathering. Vases, they’ve become furniture,...  So we carry about pen and paper and collect bits of our lives, clippings and cuttings, rubbings and wrappings, and lay it down between leaves, a pressing out of our lives. We may shun photograph pixels tracing a sag here, a saunch there, disdain video recordings of our pitch and a bit of a paunch,...  (If you’ve been following the recent series on Journaling…And you’re a parent…You really don’t want to miss this post.Because her best parenting advice to new (and all) parents? Write it down. ) |
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