That Girl from Snowy River? Help My Unbelief

A few days ago I posted about wanting to be the girl that goes for it. Remember the necklace? Well, it should come as no surprise I’ve been called on it. I had a disturbing dream last night. I think I know what it means, but maybe you can tell me what you think. In […]

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That Girl

I was reaching deep into my pocket of thoughts this morning when my fingers closed around this necklace: “be the girl that goes for it”. I want to be that girl. The girl that rides the high desert foothills joyous, one with the land and her favorite horse. The girl that is the center of […]

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No Big Deal. He’s Just Tim. (Freaking. Cahill.)

“…Two days before the conference began, driving south through the chilly fog of California’s North Coast, I still hadn’t been able to write the required 2,500 word essay for the class. The only thing I had were words – about 8,000 of them – written in my blog as fodder for my memoir. So I pieced them together until my eyes got scratchy and lost focus, there in the quaint little motel that catered to vacationing families and cannabis dealers in the Emerald Triangle to connect with growers…”

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Foreshadowing Run Amok: two leaps backward, one step forward

Step One: I finally caught the Professor’s crud: sore throat, fatigue, laryngitis, and all that stuff. Step Two: My knee continued to hurt when I was traveling and a follow up blood test from last Friday shows increases in the numbers in tests for infection. That may not seem like a big deal, but I […]

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Phase 1, Done: Now, Ukiah to Corte Madera

I think of these Rambles in phases: getting to the conference, the conference, and returning from the conference. Phase 1 is now history. I’ve traveled over 1,200 miles, driving 25+ hours. I’ve listened to Educated on Audible Kindle, seen beautiful country and sad sights, reconnected with family and friends, and done a lot of transformative […]

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Date With a Lion: coming home

“How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts! My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the Lord… For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere.” Ps. 84 I’m here in Redding this morning because I have a date. A date with a Lion. My soul has longed […]

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