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         <title>Fragile</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>I am learning much about myself on this silly journey in recent days...  The journey I was told I was entering but did not want to believe was mine to take.  But in these days little sound bites of wisdom stream into my heart... soul... brain, bringing clarification to questions that have long puzzled me within.      These things have profound effects on my actions.  But they are becoming a part of who I was... and no longer who I am.  It seems as though I am unlocking the doors to places I closed down somewhere along the way.  It is good.  It is revolutionary in my life.  </p>]]></description>
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         <title>Wrenched</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes life throws a wrench right in to your side.  A blunt trauma that knocks the breath out of you and leaves you grasping for something to lean against just to keep you steady as you take it all in.  Something so unexpected that it causes you to gasp and hold a hand over mouth.  One of those moments when you know that if you were acting it would look so perfect... so real... so pure.  A moment that you think "Is this really happening to me?  I am really IN this moment?" </p>

<p>That happened to me today.   My husband had sent the kids outside to play and then said I should take a look at a letter from my kids' preschool.  It arrived in the same 5x7 manilla envelope all of the school materials arrive in.  There in among the papers was a letter to all the parents.  </p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 22:39:25 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Clayboard</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>I am sooooooo  excited!  I tried a new multi-medium art board tonight and it was amazing.  Called a "clayboard", it is made so that it will virtually hold anything on it: watercolor, acrylic, oil, whatever!  PLUS, it can be carved in to.  So, being that I like to dig my heals in (just ask my hubby about that one!) I got the closest carving implement I could find (in this case it was the metal cap at the bottom of one of my drawing pencils) and started to carve into the board.  The idea of the branch happened first.  It just sort of flowed out of my hands and became my all too familiar choice of image.  But I love vines, branches, trees, leaves, flowers, and rocks... And butterflies, birds, turtles, and bees...  Anyway, once that presented itself I set in the watercolor paint which gave a little transparency to the image...  Reminding me of stained glass... It wasn't soft really, so, it chipped a little but actually that made for a cool effect.  </p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 23:36:11 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Better</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>The days have been better since the last entry.  And tonight I panted my mudroom with some very interesting paint.  Keep you all posted!</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 01:21:52 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Maybe</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Maybe it was the hot weather drawing us to stay indoors... Maybe it was lack of interesting food choices in the cupboard...  Maybe it was the lack of social interaction...  Maybe it was the heartache of never being the person I should or could be... Maybe it was the lack of interest in doing anything worthwhile... Maybe it was stillness of our house...  Maybe it was the little mites that are living on all of our windowsills... Maybe it was because I seem to fail more than I succeed...  Maybe it was the stop sign I neglected to obey... Maybe it was the ticket that came next...</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 22:18:20 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Swept Away (Pic included)</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Life keeps flowing like a constant stream...  Usually effortlessly moving me along in its currents.  Other times the minutes drag on...  Moments slip away and new ones form.  Sometimes I seize them, sometimes I reluctantly go through them.  Whatever I choose there is always tomorrow to live better or to just live through.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 22:46:04 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>One day</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>So I had a little art time the other day...  It was refreshing... Made me wish for full-day kindergarden in our district!  But anyway, here is what I did.  I am a freak for small, detailed, botanical painting, but I branched out with a not-so-good Vermeer knock-off (it was done in about 20 minutes so, I know I could do better)...</p>

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         <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 22:26:39 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>The Mini-Van</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Where to begin?  Mini-vans in general are ridiculous vehicles that somehow have become the all-american family hauler.  We drudge our kids in and out of them for most of their lives and the damage inflicted upon that poor car is immense.  How bad can it get, you might ask.  Well, it can be down right scary!!  I finally got around to picking up all the crud off the floor and vacuuming that sucker out at the local gas station just the other day...  </p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 01:04:58 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Yup, still breathing</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Time for a new post...  eventually.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 17:20:06 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Keep Breathing</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Deep breathing is an exercise most people have to learn.  I, for one, am a shallow breather and all of the ridiculous sighs I have let out over the years were a sign I never saw.  Moments of frustration, or deep overwhelming thoughts, would cause my mind to trick my body into drawing in a deep breath and release it in a loud wind... unconsciously, of course.  A sigher, I was.  Just as my father before me.  His sighs were a sign that things were not going good.  My siblings and I were aware that "the sigh" was a sign that things were starting to get out of control.  Whatever the event, the control was not in it anymore.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 22:06:34 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>The Wee Hours</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Its 1:30am and I have not been able to fall asleep completely since 10:30 when I went to bed.  I was tired and ready to sleep... but my body wouldn't let me.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 01:36:20 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Mind Bloggeling</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>So, I have issues.  Yep, who doesn't?   Anxiety is a horrible body-gripping, mind-blowing, intense creature that lurks right outside of any peaceful moment.  And it has found me to attack.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 22:16:53 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>Renoir</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>I recently went to a once in a lifetime event... An exhibit of Renoir Landscapes only being shown at one museum in the United States:  The Philadelphia Art Museum.  It was amazing...</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 09:47:27 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>In THAT Place</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>So, life is filled with moments, right?  Joyful moments, restful moments, angry moments, frustrated moments, fearful moments, stressful moments, loving moments, peaceful moments, pondering moments, inspirational moments...  And for some, emotionally toxic moments that can leave scars, or emotionally exhilarating moments that change a life forever...  Whatever they are these moments add up to a lifetime one day.  And you sit back and evaluate where your heart has been all those years.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 20:13:12 -0500</pubDate>
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         <title>A Friend Passes</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Life is so fragile and so often easily taken for granted.  I have been enlightened on this issue recently as I watched and waited while a friend suffered courageously with cancer. <br />
</p>]]></description>
         <link>http://www.minmusings.com/2007/12/looking_ahead.html</link>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 00:14:51 -0500</pubDate>
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