On discouragement.

Yesterday was full of iguanas and other things I didn’t feel like doing. It was also full of doubt and discouragement. Serious discouragement. And too much of it. Overwhelmed by the post-vacation catch-up game. A weird and unexpected case of writer’s...

On invoking protection.

Okay. This post was supposed to be a continuation of yesterday’s musings about the art of preparing for something you really, really want. About the Playground — my new baby that is not a baby, and some of the things I’m doing, working on, thinking...
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