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2011 has been an incredible year of growth through pain and suffering. I have been all too close to death several times. I am filled with gratitude for the breath of life, I know how precious it is.

I choose life. I choose love. I choose faith. I choose family. I choose me.

Lots of emotions are stirred up in this season of holy days. Self-flagellation, beauty, regret, sorrow, reflection and joy are all bountiful. I allow all of my days to be holy and ease into the holy day season with that mindset.

A colleague shared this poem with me and it fits. Try it on.

I’m like one of those Japanese bowls

That were made long ago

I have some cracks in me

They have been filled with gold

That’s what they used back then

When they had a bowl to mend

It did not hide the cracks

It made them shine instead

So now every old scar shows

from every time I broke

And anyone’s eyes can see

I’m not what I used to be

But in a collector’s mind

All of these jagged lines

Make me more beautiful

And worth a higher price

I’m like one of those Japanese bowls

I was made long ago

I have some cracks you can see

See how they shine of gold.

Did it fit? I am sure it did. Be gentle with yourself. May all your days be holy and happy.



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