So far my new year has included this documentary, these songs, this poet (which reminded me of this poem), this forecast and these photos…
More serious endeavors to come in 2013.
Thirteen
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It’s a New Year
Hug someone you know and tell them you love them.
Happy 2013!
Picturesque
We hope you all are having a wonderful holiday and are gearing up for a big night out, or cozy night in. We’re so thankful to all of you who have shared your pictures with us in 2012 and can’t wait to see, literally, what 2013 has in store. Thank you to those who sent in this weeks pictures, and keep ’em coming, everyone!
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Janna – Mercer, PA
Back road to Lake Latonka
Snowy pony ride on Checkers
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Al – Denver, CO
Partying in Denver
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Ted – Cleveland, Ohio
Walking into the West 78th Street Studios galleries with my family.
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Becky – Cleveland, OH
The day after Christmas my grandma requested a trip to the Cleveland Casino. And so it was. I’m more than happy to check off her bucket list with her, one check at a time. 86 ain’t no thang.
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Lauren – Boulder, CO
Christmas at home.
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Be back soon
Pretty much our whole family has caught some sort of bug that’s kept us in bed for the majority of the past 24 hours. We’re resting up and will be back soon.
(image via here)
Pass the Fiddlestick
We’re hanging out here in Northeast Ohio post blizzard with a solid mix of family and friends. We’ve asked everyone we’re with to contribute to today’s post. I’ve started off with the first line of a story which everyone has completed one at a time, sentence by sentence.
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When we first arrived we had an entirely different sense of what was to come. We had expected a party, but what we found was a man, dead on the floor. Empty bottles of wine and 3D glasses littered the ground. Amidst the silence, we heard a loud screech from above. The man whom we assumed was dead slowly began to rise his stiffness giving way to fluidity as he began to dance about the room. No one really seemed to mind as he danced passed us and out the door like he was late. His Santa Claus outfit was stained, and his face looked strangely familiar. It was then, as we watched him walk down the driveway, that we realized who the man was. We had all been to Marc’s earlier in the day to capitalize on the post-christmas deals, and had noticed the one-armed man dancing in his santa costume outside while singing hanukkah songs and half speaking of the imminent doom of the of the world.
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But now, sitting back long enough to bask in the holiday hum, we scanned the room and realized that each of us had synced up our inner, individual glow with the fire in the home’s hearth. The suddenness of that collective realization brought panic: was the fire just what we had created and were watching and nothing more than tangible — or was it our communal exuberance that made combustion possible? Whatever the truth was, whatever the real importance of knowing that truth was, it dwelled in deep breaths.
(Image found via Pinterest)
HOMES
Lake Erie is no doubt one of the very best things about Cleveland and its size always stuns people who have never been here before. I’ve mentioned my love of globes and maps before but wanted to take a moment to appreciate all five of the Great Lakes: Huron, Ontario, Michigan, Erie and Superior (HOMES). The water is a major part of my life here, and always has been, but I often forget its connection to these other four massive lakes. Pretty spectacular.
*image via NOAA
Merry Christmas
Wishing you a Merry Christmas filled with lots of warmth, joy and laughter!
(image found here)
Guidance From the Stars
(image found here)
Perhaps you’ve heard the doomsday predictions that today might be the end of the world; that the Mayan Calendar has reached its end and that’s all there is too it. I can’t say I buy into this notion however on a spiritual level, there is much talk about this being a time that brings the world to an end as we know it. Of course I don’t know whether this is true or not, though it does bring me some comfort when the world around me feels extreme in intensity.
Earlier this week I watched an interview Marie Forleo did with Astro Twin, Ophi Edut. In the interview they talked about the role our North and South Nodes play astrologically. One tells us what we need to release, the other guides us on what to embrace. I’ve been told to release my rose-colored glasses, scattered living and my tendency to make sacrifices for the group; instead I should solve problems with facts, embrace grounding routines and support individuals. Find out your own guiding Nodes here.
Happy Solstice.
As If It Were A Dream / 1
Today’s post is the first in a series entitled As If It Were A Dream in which I will pair an image with some of my own writing.
(Photo by Eliot Lee Hazel)
They walked with such purpose but she knew they had no idea where they were going. They’d just left a banquet, violently throwing their sharp metal forks to the ground before falling into line and taking to the road. They were peaceful but lost and it didn’t seem to matter. She admired the beauty of their parade while being simultaneously put off by their obvious disinterest in keeping step with one another. She could tell which of them was laughing and which of them was serious and which of them wished he’d been given a pinker suit. She knew that the music would soon start and their neat line would break apart as quickly as it had come to form. Momentarily many other men, women and children would be among them and they would no longer look like this uniformed group thoughtfully marching toward the celebration. There they’d be only themselves, no longer appearing to belong to each other. They’d dance and they’d talk and pretty soon they’d be hungry again.
Sundays
*image via here
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