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Year Four, Day 244: Here I Am!


I have missed talking to you, my dear reader, more than you can imagine! The last few week have been a whirlwind.

Intense, illuminating, stressful, rewarding, and often comical.

Take Sunday for example. My daughter woke up just as I was leaving our apartment. She turned on the tea kettle. Then she asked me my plans for the day.

Oh, just going to play the piano at church, visit Andrew in jail, go teach a piano student and then go to the gym. You know - church, jail, piano, gym. The usual.

What a life!

In addition, we have moved!  Thankfully it was in the same apartment complex. But a bigger unit. I am in the basement, which I am actually quite enjoying.  I am still unpacking boxes and trying to make the best of my space. But I sleep like a log!

I also quit my church job.

I told you it's been a whirlwind! And speaking of whirlwind, I am feeling the winds of change!

I am practicing Hesychasm. 

"Hesychasm (from the Greek for "stillness, rest, quietsilence") …
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Year Four, Day 243: Death

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I am praying for him and his family.

And counting my blessings.  I don't think I can talk about myself today.




Year Four, Day 241: Lyfted and Self Love

I often have conversations with Lyft drivers that feel divinely inspired.  I recently talked to a Lyft driver who met a young man who works in food service who dreams of music career. The driver told the young man to follow his dream. He told him a story about two nuns that he had heard at a positive thinking seminar. Two nuns see a need for an orphanage in their city to house all the poor orphans. But they are also poor.  They had the property, but no money to build on it. So they started clearing the land on their own, with rakes and hoes.  A rich gentleman drove by and saw them working. He asked them what they were doing. He was so inspired by their hard work and faith, that he wrote a check right then and there to cover all the costs.

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Frankly, I need to watch more films from this era. A time of innocence, integrity and just plain goodness. I was carried away by the plot, the setting (filmed entirely in Rome, Italy), and mesmerized by the sheer beauty of both Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck!

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Year Four, Day 242: True Lies and Viking Red

Sunday evening:

I am looking at a plastic bin full of VHS tapes. 70 video tapes, neatly stacked and alphabetized and cataloged in a lined notebook. They belonged to my father. There are many many more at my parents house.

To be honest, there are only 69 in the bin. One us playing in my VCR. "True Lies" with Arnold Schwarzenegger. I told myself I'd test all the videos before selling them. But I like this movie so much, in watching the whole thing.

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