“We walk the earth for the time we’re given, then we return to it.”
I’ve been sitting with these words from the movie “The Way Home” for a few weeks now. As the frost finally thaws and the first green shoots start poking through the dirt, the timing feels intentional. This spring marks the birthdays of my mom and dads, and as I have for the past few years, I am struggling with these dates without them here to blow out the candles.
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I can hardly believe it, but my 63rd birthday is just around the corner. To be honest, I’ve been sitting with that number for a few days, letting it settle. In a world that’s always telling us to stay “sharp” or “tough,” reaching sixty-three feels a little different. It feels… gentler.
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Periodically, on Poetry Pop, you will see a Zen Pop blog post. These posts are my way of sharing on a personal level and giving you a bit of poetic encouragement while traversing this beautiful (and often challenging) thing we call life.
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Periodically on Poetry Pop, you will see a Zen Pop blog post. These posts are my way of sharing on a personal level and giving you a bit of poetic encouragement while traversing this beautiful (and often challenging) thing we call life.
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