For when you feel stretched & scattered.

The One Word That Will Change Your Monday Gather—bring together and take in from scattered places Dear Monday-morning you, I feel it all the time. Not just on Monday mornings, but on Monday nights and Tuesday afternoons and Thursday evenings and Fridays just before the sun comes up. Stretched and scattered, almost like you need…

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It’s always a reaping.

The One Word That Will Change Your Monday Harvest—the season’s yield or crop Dear empty-handed you, There is no amount of sparkle that I can sprinkle on these words, no scandalous or smartypants way in which I can go about the way I write them. There’s not enough oomph or pizzazz or chutzpah that I can add…

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Naked looks good on you.

Now is about the time when the trees start shaking off their leaves for real. None of that, a leaf here, a leaf there do-si-do. But really—shaking off their leaves. By the weighty load, by the pile. Dropping them. Shedding them. Doing a crazy, violent dance just to loose them, then lose them. And we can be like that, too, you know. We can move the parts of us that…

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