The Art of Patience

I’m learning patience.  My chickens are not eating ticks fast enough.  My garden is not growing tall enough.  We have half a dozen projects that I am so excited about—but they are all in development and not yet in hand.

I wake up in the morning and wonder what I should do today—and then the . . . → Read More: The Art of Patience

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Shelter From the Storm

Yesterday at Dylan Days in Hibbing, I read a short story that I wrote a long time ago. I love this story and was happy it had been named a notable selection in the Dylan Days Literary contest. The story, The Voice Store, is about a woman who has been teaching self-help workshops for a decade and suddenly finds that she has “lost her voice.” It isn’t a physical problem—she can still talk fine—it is more of a spiritual or psychic loss. She simply no longer believes some of the simplistic ideas she has been teaching. She is unsure of what she believes about how to have a great life. To solve the problem, she goes to “The Voice Store” to buy a new voice. The friendly man behind the counter tries to be helpful—suggests a number of new models or refurbished old voices she could try. She is frustrated—“If I knew what the voice should be, I would have it already,” she tells him. . . . → Read More: Shelter From the Storm

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The Bead People on the Go Go

Today we did something that I consider brave and out of the ordinary for me. We’ve been creating a fundraiser for The Bead People on a site called Indie Go Go.   It requires that we directly ask people to get involved and to donate money.

All day long I’ve been trying to figure out . . . → Read More: The Bead People on the Go Go

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