Tonight’s full moon is the Gathering Moon.
Time to celebrate all we have accomplished.
Set intentions for the coming spring.
And recognize our own personal achievements and advancements.
This is good for me.
Because I find too often that my own inner guide still bends to the other, my own worst critic.
Time for that to stop.
The bitch needs to go.
Surrounded [...]

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Way back when, in about 1969 or so, my Cousin Wiley and I went to play in the woods and he got us lost. He was older and he was in charge, so yes, by default, he got us lost. We were missing most of the day and my mom had her friends and the [...]

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By nature I am not ungrateful. I am, however, prone to feeling overwhelmed at the sheer cliff of my own mental task list. And I can also procrastinate with the best of them. Which is why it has taken me from November 11th until today to pass along the Best Blogger Award I received from [...]

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This is one of my favorite pictures of Daisy.
Back in Virginia Beach, Daisy had a habit of sitting on the her end table and looking out the window.  She’d watch the birds, the squirrels and the neighbors come and go, but mostly she’d sit at her perch and wait for me.
Daisy knows that when I [...]

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It’s a cleaning house kind of weekend.
Yesterday I felt compelled to spend the better part of a beautiful Saturday washing the hardwood floors and windows, dusting mini blinds, sweeping the deck and doing laundry. Today I think my spirit is doing a bit of cobweb clearing too. I’ve pretty much given in to a silly [...]

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Hey Gloria!
Girl, I need your help!
I pet a vicious dog . . . and it turned and bit me. I want an apology!
I drove my car through flood waters . . . and it up and sank! I want an apology!
I drank a bottle of wine . . . and I got a HANGOVER! I [...]

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It’s still very much my goal to be like my dear friend SuziCate and post a blog a day. So far, I’ve not done well with that.
Right now I’m blaming it on the fact that it’s all I can do to keep my head above water while getting settled into a new location. It seems [...]

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I have always called LolliPop my little Mud Puppy. Just like Pearl was my Baked Potato, there’s no rhyme or reason for the name. Until now. Until Ojai.
Thrilled to have a yard again, she can’t just go out in the back and just do her business. Oh no. She’s got to climb up the hill [...]

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Living Out Loud Project winner. (v13). Drinkin’ Buddies.
The Living Out Loud project is designed to bring writers out of their box by writing about things that are either new, personal, uncomfortable ~ or all of the above. This month’s topic, way out of my comfort zone, is about my relationship with alcohol. The Living [...]

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I’ve been in LA exactly one month today, and I’m leaving. Yep, that’s right. Packing it up, loading the dogs back into the car, and watching the Santa Monica pier fade from view in my rear view mirror. I’m going up to Ojai.
If someone had told me a couple of months ago that I’d get [...]

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