Dear Sunshine…I admit it…I need you

I've decided I'm part plant. You know, those things that start as a seed and uncurl little leaves?  It's why I pout when my herb garden withers.  It's why I lose pigmentation when I'm stuck indoors under thick cloud cover.  My mother, tongue-in-cheek, said she’d be a sun worshiper if she wasn't a Christian, and I think that I've inherited her sun adoration. Halfway through drafting…

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Being Bossy is…Good?

I'm a firstborn girl and I can't help telling people what to do sometimes.  At least that's my story I tell myself. :) Although it can make me obnoxious at times, there are moments when the leadership is much appreciated and needed.  Thank goodness! I blog on Heather Huffman's site today in her Heather's Mark series on using my powers of bossyness for good (or for…

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The Humanity of Sherlock Holmes, Part 2

Earlier this week, I began my endeavor to prove my reasons for admiring BBC's TV Sherlock Holmes. I continue it here. Duality (continued).  While discussing Moriarty's victims, Sherlock says to Watson, "Would caring about them help to save them?" (The Great Game). And yet, when Holmes plays his violin, clearly brokenhearted after Irene Adler’s disappearance, I felt his brilliant mind meeting his breaking heart, and the…

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The Humanity of Sherlock Holmes, Part 1

I, like many around the world, have fallen under Sherlock's enchantment. Specifically Sherlock as portrayed in the BBC’s Sherlock, which has finished its second season. Ahem, this post will not dwell on the high cheekbones of Benedict Cumberbatch, just FYI.  I'll leave that to Irene Adler. The mystery I want to unlock: What makes Sherlock so compelling?  I've narrowed it down to a few possible causes.…

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Lots of Good News!

I have so much news to share with you, I'm making a special "news" post! James and I just returned from an AWESOME time in Cabo San Lucas, and I'm proud to say that we both feel closer because of it.  The photo I've attached to is him and me having an awesome time on our snorkeling excursion.  I don't think I've ever had so many…

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When Everything Aligns

It starts with the heart. I ached for my dear friend who had needed to see a career counselor for many painful years, yet life and fear continued to prevent this.  I'd lay awake at night, praying there was something I could do. It's scary as hell talk about your future. It often means facing all the corners of life where you settled for "safe." I've…

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I Swear I Didn’t Pack That

The following is a real-life account of a girl who almost got in major trouble with SeaTac airport security. I'm what most people would call a "good girl."  I like pleasing people and maintaining order.  But, below the surface of me, lies my fear of doing something wrong. I wasn't afraid when I sent my carry-on backpack through the airport X-ray.  That's because I didn't know the…

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Barefoot

During a recent bout of summer-like weather, I decided to barefoot run. I suggest trying it at least once in your life (find smooth, clean asphalt). The  firmness of the ground pounding against your bare feet is incredible. I brushed up against more than asphalt on my run around Green Lake; I got the reminder that sometimes the fastest and easiest way isn't 100% of the…

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Life Teammates

Every time I stay in my house for a long time in isolation and start gobbling huge quantities of chocolate to deal with my stir-craziness, I'm reminded that the hermit lifestyle was not designed to be a life-long gig. The human condition comes with a hardwired need of others.  I need companionship, affection, feedback, encouragement, teamwork, as well as.... I discovered, based on an assessment, that I…

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Light, Dark, & Innocence

I grew up on fairy tales. Consequently, I’m a dreamer and an optimist. I’ve always been more outrageously shocked by scandal or crude humor than most of my friends. To this day, people will say things that upset me just to watch my expression.  Apparently I put on a good show. I knew by the time I went to college that I’d been raised in a…

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