Archive for June, 2011

  • Over an amazing dinner at a quaint resto in the Tremblant village, 4 ladies intensely discussed the subject of relationships. The platform for the launch of our discussion stemmed from […]

    The Joy of Freedom (redefined)

    Over an amazing dinner at a quaint resto in the Tremblant village, 4 ladies intensely discussed the subject of relationships. The platform for the launch of our discussion stemmed from […]

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  • were it not for you, I would not know the joy of being who I am I would not know the immense power within me I would not have experienced […]

    Without You

    were it not for you, I would not know the joy of being who I am I would not know the immense power within me I would not have experienced […]

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  • it’s in the palm  of your hand your giant hand that envelopes all of me that’s where I close my eyes to be where I don’t wanna be where I […]

    In the Palm of Your Hand

    it’s in the palm  of your hand your giant hand that envelopes all of me that’s where I close my eyes to be where I don’t wanna be where I […]

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  • I remember being 16 years old, with a freshly broken heart, writing a poem on a scrap piece of tracing paper and sketching pencil perched against the subway window in […]

    Liz Gilbert on Creativity

    I remember being 16 years old, with a freshly broken heart, writing a poem on a scrap piece of tracing paper and sketching pencil perched against the subway window in […]

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  • Lost By David Waggoner From Collected Poems 1956-1976 Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it […]

    Lost – David Waggoner

    Lost By David Waggoner From Collected Poems 1956-1976 Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it […]

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  • We were coming back down the mountain from our lunchtime run on a warm sunny Monday. Two women were walking in front of us.  “I wish I could wear short […]

    A shortcoming,… really?!?!?!

    We were coming back down the mountain from our lunchtime run on a warm sunny Monday. Two women were walking in front of us.  “I wish I could wear short […]

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