Sharing insights and inspiration that happen over a cup of tea
Sharing insights and inspiration that happen over a cup of tea
Category: Renewal
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Many people have morning rituals. Mine include stretching, prayer, a good cup of tea and catching up with on-line news I missed during the night. As might be expected from a person of varied interests, and a grandmother, I am often distracted by other interesting tidbits, like the recent story, ‘The scary truth about…
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It’s funny how often we come across insights that resonate profoundly with our circumstances at different times in our lives. Today, I found one in my in-box, in the form of a newsletter, “Living in Season,” by Waverly Fitzgerald: “I feel that urge that so many of us feel in September to begin a new…
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One of the things I love about my home is the small library created for me by my husband, a giftedcarpenter. Whitewashed shelves and crown molding wrap around three walls, giving me a lovely place to house my oversized collection of books. Over the years, it seems I have developed a habit of writing notes,…
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A mother never knows just how much attention her children are paying to her, but every once in a while she discovers they know her better than she thinks they do. That was my discovery when my son, an eighth grade language arts teacher sent me an email explaining that they were writing memoirs in…
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For the past week I have been dog-sitting for my son’s newest addition, Sadie. Rescued several weeks ago from a kennel, we know very little about Sadie’s background, but her many fears, especially of enclosed spaces, like houses, rooms, or cars, provides a challenge, since she often has to be pushed or lifted to get…
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Where I come from, in upstate New York, autumn was not a season that stealthily caught you off guard. There, in the bosom of the Heldebergs, autumn “arrived,” in full phantasmagoric color, in crisp apple-picking days and dimly lit supper times. It held me captive, but I never knew why. Even now, as autumn approaches,…
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Each spring my backyard becomes home to a host of critters who are a continual source of delight to , me. For the past two years my favorite has been the hyperactive squirrel who seemed to rejoice, in his own squirrel way, in being alive. He had a penchant for sliding across canvas awnings, swinging…
God Talk and Tea 