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When the Soul Speaks

Here in the Midwest winter has been long and cold. Still it hangs on. Outside my windows the temperature hovers in the 40s, and the wind tosses my chimes about, filling the April air with a wild cacophony. But each year I look forward to April, not only because the...

Going Home!

I once told my husband–or so he claims–that I would never live above the Mason-Dixon line. After this winter, I think I know why I said that! Today, however, I am going home to Georgia after five years of being away. I’ve always gone back every...

No Complaints

This year for Lent I decided to challenge myself in a new way. Rather than giving up sweets, which I usually fail at miserably, I decided to give up complaining. Easy, right? Until I began this challenge on Ash Wednesday, I was unaware how many little annoyances I...

Writing: Stealing Time

Yesterday it snowed again, just a dusting, but enough to make the roads slick. Of course, I left home later than usual and was worried about the time. I listened to my CD of the Civil Wars to relax and to think about the revisions I’m making on my novel. Their...