Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Spiral
I catch myself obsessing over efficiencyCarrying in my mind plans and ideasI do it because it pays offMost often In my exhausted stateI only rev my engineBut make no progress Occasionally I recognize the frettingAs anxious thoughtsLike a bad dreamWhen I am lucid enoughTo recognize that this is not reality I have never had a…
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Silent
I have danced an exhausting routine of wordsWisdom impartedCorrection and gentle nudgingWe have prayed and I have preachedI always had an answer and an explanationReading between the lines to what the question actually wasAnd kept one step aheadAnticipating needs knowing intuitively what they needAs I knew what they already knew themselves. Until one Sunday disagreement…
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Attachment
I have successfully fulfilled this essential needs for our kids.For 8 years respectively 5 years.Availability, guidance and connection. I was easily accessibleI could read between the linesAlways mediating, always there. Serving, feeding,Nourishing the mind and the body. As of late I felt more and more used.A punching bagA dumpsite for unpleasant emotions I feel the…
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Unity
When we thought things couldn’t not get any worseThey become dystopian. Rusia and USA are negotiating peaceTrying to push the European UnionAnd its leaders on the bring of ditching the weakas an offering for peace We ought to stay unitedI pray for leader with integrity and wisdomNot motivated by greedTo speak the truth and not…
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ski vacation
Blinding lightGrey majestic peaksShivering snow. Powdery and perfect.Smiles through big blue tinted ski gogglesI can feel the adrenalineThe silence and camaraderieThe tiredness at the end of the dayThe sheer splendor of the mountains. My heart achesas I see these gorgeous viewonly in pictures. Is it jealousy?Is it self pity? I can only recognize the winter…
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The gift of curiosity
When we are bogged down by worryWhen we rush through our dayWe don’t lift up our eyes to see anotherWe don’t want to hear anyone’s story. Seeing is loving.Listening with curiosityis generous love. “I see you. I hear you. I believe you.Tell me more.” We could practice this with our spuse. Too quickly we are…
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Interview with Conrad
1. Introduce yourself! My name is Conrad Altmann. I’ve been an author of speculative fiction—mostly science based—for the last six years, and I’ve been a graphic designer for the past twenty years. 2. What was your inspiration to pursue design, and did that lead into your desire to write as well? I was in high school when…
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mici răutăți
Cum îi protejăm pe copiii noștri de micile și mările răutăți în contexte unde nu suntem prezenți? La școală, pe stradă, în parc. Atașamentul de un adult iubitor căptușește inima și mintea de tachinări. Nu ca nu le mai simt copii dar nu îi afectează la fel de mult sau pe termen lung. E un…
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A different perspective
The air is polluted though the light is bright. It has been a very dry winter. It gets cold still. Very cold. I sense the edge of my burnout dark hole. I still make the mistake of venturing to close, pushing myself to hold on a little longer. Will I ever truly learn my lesson?…
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zădărnicie
Un alt concept preluat din cartea: ține-ți copiii aproape. Când te confrunți cu o limită, cu o blocadă, cu o descurajare. Când trebuie să te oprești, să deschizi mâinile și mintea, și să încerci o altă abordare. Frustrarea, mania, definiția nebuniei care încearcă iar și iar aceeași cale fără rezultate. Toate se realizează, de dezumfla.…
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probleme de mate la clasa I
“Am teme. M-ajuți?” Asa ma întâmpină Ivy zilnic. Joi a stat acasă ca a fost învățătoarea bolnavă. Toată dimineața a făcut teme și fișe. La fiecare rând, exercițiu, propoziție, îmi arăta și întreabă: “e bine?” Sunt în preajma. Și ușor accesibilă. Prea ușor accesibilă. O mică întrebare. În continuu. Din partea tuturor. Apoi mai e…
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another group project
I arrive 20 minutes early in front of the school, and I meet with Iulia, and then Andreea arrives. I like them. We chat. It’s fun and friendly and cool. I pick up the four jars of honey I bought from Iulia and then the class is dismissed. They all rush out. Jackie walks over…
