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Not a Pretty Picture
Nope, it's not a pretty picture. Put a smoke detector in your garage. I'm assuming you already have one in your home!

Looking for the Signs
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It’s not always easy to know if you’ve found the right path, especially at the beginning. It helps to pause. Look around. Listen. Listen to the surroundings. Listen to your gut. Breathe.

New Beginnings
I’m beginning to think that no matter how old we grow, we keep on having new opportunities to look at ourselves differently. What parts of ourselves have disappeared? What might we plant to nurture new growth?

Learning and Doing
Every now and then, I run out of new classes to take in a particular subject. Not because there aren’t more classes out there.

Warming Up
It’s not big and dramatic, but it does create movement—physically, emotionally, creatively. If you’re feeling stuck, and would like some help moving forward, here are some possibilities

Immersion
I tend to like distractions, otherwise known as bright and shiny objects. Immersion feels like something different.

Keep On Movin’
Of course, in those literal bumper cars, you’re not going to get anywhere other than in that enclosed space. In life, who knows?

Another Light
An opportunity to pay attention to my body and myself, with Mia spotlighting things I might never have noticed otherwise.

Distractions
Maybe it’s curiosity. Maybe it’s procrastination—or avoidance? I’m not really sure what to call it, but I do find myself easily distracted by a wide variety of interests.

Polite or Kind?
If nothing else, maybe we should make some of Dorie Greenspan's World Peace Cookies and share them generously.

Time to Exhale
Try it when you’re feeling pretty good. See how you like it, how you feel afterwards. And, maybe, just maybe, you’ll find it useful when things aren’t going so well. When you need a quick reset. it might do you good and help you too.

By Way Of…
It seemed like a silly thing to do. I could have put the mitts in the mail. But I’d just finished them and the cold weather was starting. Here in this part of Texas, the cold doesn’t last very long—at least not usually. I wanted these little mitts to be useful, before the wether turned or the mittens got lost—whichever might come first.

