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Thought For the Day: We Keep Moving Forward, Opening New Doors, and Doing New Things, Because We’re Curious and Curiosity Keeps Leading Us Down New Paths

“We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we’re curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.” – Walt Disney

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Thought For the Day: Where We Stand Is Not As Important As the Direction In Which We Are Moving

“Where we stand is not as important as the direction in which we are moving.” – Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.

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Na/GloPoWriMo #30: While By Rhyme We Say Goodbye

Na/GloPoWriMo #30: While By Rhyme We Say Goodbyeby Michael DoyleMoving ever towardBy inching forwardIn a sideways slideWhere up tells down to hideLife becomes its hide and seekThough we remain afraid to speakWords we really want to sayThe truths that get … Continue reading

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Waking Up Alone

Didn’t Bowie set it out for us well?  Time may and does change us.  But, we cannot change time.  Why do realize that when we are young.  Then so many of us lose sight of this as we grow older … Continue reading

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Something In the Time

A brief reflection on life: Something In the Time by Michael Doyle There’s something wonderful to life Full of patterns and rhythms rife Skipping stones across wooded streams And summer evenings filled with dreams Beautifully seen through your elven eyes … Continue reading

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Holding Hands With the Sun

Falling in love with art is an intimate construction within ourselves expressed both outwardly and inwardly. Holding Hands With the Sun by Michael Doyle An experience of the narrative Doodles swirled in declarative Filling out the feels An imaginative look … Continue reading

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