I recently updated my name on my college transcript to make sure potential employers could find my educational history. After the name change went through, I looked over my new transcript from a college experience I started back in 2006 and completed in 2018. During the first 3 years, I was an honor list student…
Read moreTiny Preface: This Personal Hero speech was originally written as a work assignment. I thought I’d share here, so maybe you can learn a little more about me and my influences. I hope you enjoy! My personal hero is Ursula K. LeGuin. My favorite quote of her’s is: “All of us have to learn to invent…
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A slice of light on the horizon calls into being the world of awake. A cat stalks the shadows’ return and birds sing the darkness into morning. A dog snores and kicks against this bright messenger of day. A figure of arms and legs wraps more deeply into sleep, holding tightly to the world of…
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Why do we save ourselves for others?Why do I have an idea in my head that tells me to save my love and care and gifts for other people? I am a person.I deserve to share my love and care and gifts with myself most of all. I know and love my gifts.Of all the…
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We sat in his car, eating takeout from our favorite burger stop. A place where we usually sat down to eat and chat about life, love, the universe, and other philosophies. Now we were served from a window the restaurant had never opened where there was a sign that told us to call a number…
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Yesterday morning I saw a little yellow Ford Pinto cruising through the neighborhood and I found it quite charming. The fellow in the driver’s seat had his window open to the sunny morning air and he was fifty-something with curly hair and a colorful beanie to keep his ears warm. Every aspect of this picture…
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Article published here: https://www.volunteerparkconservatory.org/news/valentines-day-concert When we arrived at the Conservatory, the greenhouse was lit with an inviting and gentle glow, a guiding light in the midst of a cloudy Seattle evening. As we entered the glass frame, our senses opened to the warm, tropical atmosphere where the calatheas dozed and the orchids whispered to one…
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Dear Reader, Late last summer I went to Ireland. I remember buckling myself in on the plane and then turning to my travel buddy to say, “I really didn’t realize it until now. But actually going to Ireland feels like stepping into a real live fairy tale. I don’t know if I will see the…
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April 1st. In honor of day one of National Poetry Writing Month, I wanted to share a poem I wrote yesterday, while wandering around my neighborhood graveyard: I visit the dead. Even their gravestones are buried now. I dig them out from layers of soil and grass cover. They’re not even that long gone. 1950s was…
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Let’s talk about trees. There are a lot of trees where I grew up, and I guess there are a lot where I live now. The west coast is filthy with trees. Not only do we have trees in our neighborhoods and along our highways, but we have these vast parks devoted to them. I…
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