Peering out the windshield, I was sure I was driving through a storm.
It wasn’t until I made it to the sunlight and looked back did it become clear that I had merely been cruising through a car wash – in neutral – the entire time.
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I recently read that doing what you like is freedom but that liking what you do is happiness.
Sometimes, on this big blue bouncing ball, we find what makes us happy. Sometimes we find what sets us free.
And if we are lucky, we find that they are one in the same.
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Today I was stuck at an intersection, waiting – for what felt like an eternity – for the perfect opportunity to make a left turn.
I seriously could have completed the entire Harry Potter series sitting at that intersection.
I don’t read fiction.
At least not voluntarily.
But I digress.
With my patience wearing thin, I decided to just make a right hand turn instead.
And, I kept turning right until I finally reached my destination.
Much can be gleaned while driving in circles.
No matter how many times you go around, you still end up in the same place – proving, yet again, that you can never go wrong when you choose right.
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It is said that a lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.
Just wait and see what happens once the truth learns how to tie its laces.
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“Fate leads the willing and drags along the reluctant.” – Seneca
Assuming the destination is indeed unalterable, isn’t better to arrive smiling than to show up kicking and screaming?
Maybe it does matter how we get there after all.
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Everyone has a favorite spot in the universe.
For some it is standing on top of a mountain peak breathing in freedom.
Many find their peace simply by watching waves crash onto a shore.
There are those who are made whole just by drawing energy from a crowded Manhattan street.
Others can only feel secure in the comforts of home.
My favorite spot in the entire universe is not in the Rockies.
Nor is it on a white sandy beach.
It’s not in a sleepless city.
It’s not even in my own backyard.
It is nestled in my husband’s arms on a lazy weekend morning.
Because, it is only there where I can feel free, calm, inspired and protected all at once.
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“People don’t take trips…trips take people.” – John Steinbeck
And the best ones take them with family.
But the best souvenirs are not what is taken.
Rather, they are the memories made.
For, these become the best heirlooms that money can’t buy.
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Successful people work while they sleep.
The brightest learn while they party.
The most fiscally responsible save while they spend.
And the most creative?
Well, they just live while dreaming.
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On this day I am reminded of the powers of gratitude.
“It can transform common days into Thanksgivings; turn routine jobs into joy; and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.”
It can even ensure that lessons become godsends.
With much gratitude, The Stoic
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Sometimes life’s a comedy.
At times a mystery.
Or a drama.
Even a romance.
But when she’s a musical, there’s nothing to do but sing and dance.
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17 years ago, I spent my birthday at ground zero, staring at a hole in the earth filled with rubble, just crying.
After enduring a depressing year, I needed a reminder of how blessed I was and how precious life truly is.
Today, I returned to that spot with my husband and kids – not needing any cues.
In them, I am reminded everyday how fortunate I am and how priceless time is.
Today, I just stood with my family beneath the survivor tree relishing in its resilience, survival and rebirth.
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There is nothing like a visit to the planetarium to remind you that life, itself, is a lesson in humility.
And I’ll take a shot of humility over a wave of humidity any day of the week.
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Taste your words before you spit them out.
Unless they taste like chocolate.
Then just swallow them.
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“On the road from the City of Skepticism, I had to pass though the Valley of Ambiguity” – Adam Smith
I’m going to assume that he ultimately ended up in the State of Enlightenment.
Everyone usually ends up there.
Even those believing they are traveling from the City of Certainty and through the Valley of Clarity.
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You know what happened to the person who asked for too much?
He received it.
And then some.
Sometimes you get what you want.
Sometimes you just get what you need.
And sometimes you get much more than you ever bargained for.
Because, well, karma is a bitch. And a mirror. And a whole lotta poet.
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I just read that karma isn’t a bitch, she is a mirror.
She’s also a poet.
And isn’t the best kind of justice the poetic kind?
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I can’t help but notice this book every time I walk out of my local juicery, sipping my morning beet root juice.
People are always searching for the fountain of youth or the secret to eluding death.
But, the answer is not found in a book.
There is only one sure fire way not to die.
And that is not to live.
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As most working moms do, I’ve mastered the art of multitasking.
Unfortunately, I have yet to perfect the act of multi-existing.
While I can easily do many things at the same time, as of right now, I cannot be in more than one place at one time.
Nor can I listen to more than one radio station at the same time.
But I’m diligently working on accomplishing both – at the same time – while I type this.
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It has long been believed that evil lurks in the darkness, fearing exposure from the light.
This is not true of all evil.
Narcissistic evil is a whole other level of evil.
It is an evil so brazen that it unapologetically hides in plain site, taunting the light.
But even when it is fooling the brightness, it is never escaping the clock.
For, time eventually reveals all evil – even the kind sheltered by light.
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Outstanding can mean unfinished business.
At other times it is defined as exceptionally good.
And, sometimes, it’s a combination of both.
Like when something long overdue results in something extraordinary.
Now, that’s the best kind of outstanding.
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