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It takes tears (maybe)

One thing I noticed today as I was sleep training our 5 month old son, Liam, and potty-training our 23 month old daughter, Haris, they were both crying (no tears, plenty of noise)…

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Regrets and Moderation

Definition of regret

regrettedregretting

transitive verb
1a to mourn the loss or death of
b to miss very much

2to be very sorry for 

  • regrets his mistakes
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Easily silenced in the presence of . . .

history.  We went to The Getty last week…

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Calculating . . . input vs output . . .

“Your bank account will never amount to your abilities and resources.”

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Draw the Line

Remember when Rufio in the movie, “Hook,” drew the line between those who believed Peter Pan (Robin Williams) was Pan, and those who didn’t believe he was.  Choices were made (even with doubts), and there wasn’t an in-between.  Certain things, habits, people, etc., belong in certain spaces and/or times.  I had been allowing my day job (the school) to cross the line into other specified time.

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Blue Horse Lesson

Every time I come home to Kentucky, I leave with a lesson(s) learned.  Being immersed in a different place, pace, and people avails new perspectives.  This year it was all about gratitude, and no I’m not being cliché, lol!   Seriously, I don’t decide what the lesson is, I can only receive it.

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Embarrassing…l’eggo my eggo

Confession time, I had an attitude in class on Monday, and not the good kind.  Acting class is an environment for creativity, openness, play, supporting one another in storytelling and vulnerability.

I like to do, what I want to do, when I want to do it.  Two of my peers were performing, after their first take of doing the scene.  I couldn’t hear them too well, and decided, I have this time,  I’ll journal, I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.  Off to journal town I go.