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An Open Letter to Motorists
Driving a car is an important job and demands attention. It’s not a time for eating lunch, fumbling with the radio, or checking who’s liked your last FB post. You’re at the controls of a 4,000 pound rolling machine that, when operated correctly, is a wonderful convenience. But when the operator is distracted, the convenience turns into a weapon – that kills.
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A Front Porch Tops My List
When I’m ready for our next home, my must-have list will be short. I want a home with a covered front porch, in a neighborhood full of other front porches. That’s it. My list will stop there. Good schools, a walkable urban setting, age-friendly, nearby parks are nice, but neighborhoods without front porches no longer interest me.
Yes, it does matter
Sometimes I wonder if what we do, or say, or think make a difference. People are so busy. Do they listen, or care? In my heart, I think they do. Of course, it doesn’t always show up right away. It may take weeks, or even years. People may not ever realize that the ideas stored in their brain were planted long ago, waiting for the right time to emerge. They may not remember who said it, or did it, but that doesn’t matter.
My first art class
I am in my very first art class. I’m learning a lot, but not how to sketch with pastels or paint with oils – I’m learning to sit still and keep quiet. These are skills I should have mastered by now, but I have never been good at either. I can’t talk or move because I am the model. I am sitting in the middle of a high school art class surrounded by a circle of a dozen students, standing at their easels, all sketching … ME.
On Being a Mindful Minimalist
Do minimalists start out to be minimalist or do they only intend to be more mindful? Is it a race to see who can live with the fewest items, in the smallest house? Or is minimalism only a label? My intent was not to be a minimalist. My intent was to be more mindful in my life and to stop buying more clothing for one year. I already had what I needed.