Welcome to my blog about ”What Moves Me”
Writer, humanist, dog-mom,
horse servant, and cat-slave,
Lover of solitude
and the company of good friends.
New places, new ideas,
and old wisdom.
"Angels at the Gate is an ancient adventure with crackling undertones of our contemporary lives." —Dale Short
"Book of the Year" Historical Fiction (ForeWord Reviews)
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The Eye of The Beholder
Some things have confused me for a long time, such as why flowers are beautiful and spiders are not. What is beauty anyway? And is there any importance in asking or answering that question? Obviously, there are some people who … Continue reading
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One Simple, Life-Changing Thought
Have you ever tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep because your mind was wildly bouncing from thought to thought? One of those thoughts being, Why can’t I stop thinking? What an interesting thought, your mind says. How can … Continue reading
Why Today Matters
In light of all the terrorism in the world, is it still relevant to remember this event? Continue reading
Chicago Angels
My adventure in the Windy City began with hot pink toenails. (Stay with me.) Sister Laura, who has worked so hard with little credit—editing, designing the awesome cover, marketing, and supporting me every step—really wanted us to go to Chicago … Continue reading
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3 Steps to Engage the Secret Smartest Part of Your Brain
The dumbest part of your brain is the part you think you think with—the conscious brain, that elusive whatever-it-is that feels like the control room housing the “I.” Surprisingly, that “I” part can actually only process a tiny amount of information, only .0000045% of what the rest of your brain is doing every second! Continue reading
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Tagged brain, creativity, deep inteligence, flashlight in a dark room, subconscious
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Rosa Parks & Corn Creek
When I met Rosa Parks, I was too young to have much perspective on anything, but I did realize that I was meeting someone famous. I sat on the front porch of Virginia and Clifford Durr’s farm at “Pea Level” in … Continue reading
The Word That Led To The Charleston Church Massacre: A Thin Line Crossed With A Mental Step
What happened in the mind of a man who walked into a church bible study and killed nine people? How did things get so twisted in that mind? Does society have any role or responsibility? Do I? The tragedy … Continue reading
