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  • Waltzing with the infinite

    A friend of mine doesn’t like reading my blog. He tells me it’s dark. Really. I thank him for his honesty, and call him Captain Obvious behind his back. Seriously, anyone who’s known me for more than, say ten minutes, has no problem with the...
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  • Chasing fireflies

    I have been accused, you may be surprised to hear, of being (shall we say) a little, um, intense – when the observer is being kind. When said observer is being less kind, intensity turns to scary.  Too focused, too needy, too there. As a dear...
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  • Carrying kindness until it is enough

    I have learned, over the last decade or three, when I am offered a compliment, to nod and smile and say, “Thank you.” That’s out loud. Internally, there’s a whole dialogue of negation that eventually devolves into a spirited and oh-so-mature rendition of “Liar, liar,...
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  • Soft landing

    Somewhere in my first year of sobriety, I went through a rough patch. It may be more accurate to say that “somewhere in my first year of sobriety, I found a few seconds of joy and breathless freedom.” Those seconds were very few and very...
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