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Although it is hard to see right now I can imagine what is out there, in the dark. Lurking behind the frosted pane, stark grey landscapes and shattered shapes splay across its frigid surface. I bundle up tightly against the imagined ill wind that blows with a relentless ferocity pummeling the age-old shingles of my tiny home. No, I can not feel that imagined bitter wind and biting cold because thankfully I am inside, ensconced in a bundle of cloth and an assortment of scarves blankets and housecoats. A mad array of items which provide me with a weighty protection against that crazed angry wind. A mass of fabrics that would, by comparison, make a very swaddled babe, even one which was swaddled in a very proficient manner by a professional swaddler seem to the casual observer to be nothing more than a loose collection of garments cast in a haphazard manner in the general direction of a newborn trapped in a snowbank.  In short dear reader, I am warm and snug as a bu...

And so begins a year of random and surely misguided thoughts committed to paper; more or less. Or, how I spent 2018 … and the joy following through on a commitment to yourself brings. Introducing my scattered non-mansplain'n brain And so it is with the loftiest of goals I undertake to commit to taking pen to paper (metaphorically as I suspect most attempts will fall to fingers on keys) at least once a day. Getting Started there is a plan to this daily foray into self abuse and exposure to ridicule and this plan is as follows. 1: Awake daily (as I age this becomes more a more daunting task than one might imagine) 2: Fall or crawl out of bed 3: Drink coffee 4: Read daily Buddhist lesson 5: Poop, wash face & brush teeth *Note to self,  do NOT get this series of actives muddled in any fashion* 6: Do some Yoga asana, chanting and/or pranayama. 7: Take up laptop and proceed to BE FUCKING BRILLIANT! The rest of it all be a walk in the park well perhaps the coffee and...