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My Prayer of Carpe Diem

Posted by on Mar 24, 2013 in Family, My Life as a Book, Thinking | 2 comments

I’ve always struggled with exactly what truly, intentional presence in the moment looks like. Sure, professor Keating can shout “Carpe Diem” from the desktop in Dead Poet’s Society, and since then thousands of pop philosophy sound bytes can tell us to “seize the day.” In fact, a cereal company even applied to trademark...

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Ain’t No Fat Boy’s Gonna Tell Me I Can’t Climb This Mountain

Posted by on Dec 23, 2011 in My Life as a Book | 4 comments

Have you ever had one of those moments when against all odds, you defiantly trudged forth to victory? This morning a situation came up, and I blurted out these mythological words, “Ain’t No Fat Boy’s Gonna Tell Me I Can’t Climb This Mountain!!” Thankfully, no one was around; thankfully, I wasn’t on a mountain, and [...]

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Have you ever had one of those moments when against all odds, you defiantly trudged forth to victory? This morning a situation came up, and I blurted out these mythological words, “Ain’t No Fat Boy’s Gonna Tell Me I Can’t Climb This Mountain!!” Thankfully, no one was around; thankfully, I wasn’t on a mountain, and most...

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Christmas Music-dramatized

Posted by on Dec 17, 2007 in My Life as a Book, Slices | 3 comments

And with that, he slyly smiled and with some indignation said in a deep, mellow voice, “I have over 5 gigs of Christmas music.” I stuttered for a response.  Should I say something about how the music revolution had left us all empty with mounds of music where we can sort by bitrate or genre [...]

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And with that, he slyly smiled and with some indignation said in a deep, mellow voice, “I have over 5 gigs of Christmas music.” I stuttered for a response.  Should I say something about how the music revolution had left us all empty with mounds of music where we can sort by bitrate or genre but listen to nothing?  Should I congratulate this...

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