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If there is one thing I can thank my LDS upbringing for, it’s my public speaking ability. From a young age, Mormon children practice public speaking in the form of prayer, “talks”, testimony, and lessons. By the time a Mormon reaches adulthood, they will have been had countless opportunities to speak, or sing, in front…
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Once upon a time, each year seemed to drag on. Each month feeling as separate and distinct from each other as winter as a decade. Now the year flies by in a blur of passing seasons- a kaleidoscope of changing leaves. It’s only when winter comes again, painting the landscape as white as a blank…
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There is a long list of things I should be doing now. I should be taking product photos and making new signs for my business. I should be building out the new website and working posting for promotion. I should be updating my resume and LinkedIn profiles and applying for jobs. I should be working…
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The girl next to me in the coffee shop is excited about her first marketing internship. When I entered the shop, she passed by me at the door, talking on the phone. After I had placed my coffee order, and took a seat at an empty table, she returned from her call- grinning ear to…
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I am the unending night that swallows the day. I am the warmth of the cold sun before it fades. I am the glow of the moon on a frozen ground. I am the falling snow that muffles all sound. I am the north wind that bites, and the cardinal that sings. I am the…
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I quit my job. After writing about it, thinking about it, and dreaming about it- I took the plunge and did it. I never thought I would actually follow through. No matter how tired, how stressed, and how fed up I have been- my financial anxiety always pulled me back from the edge. But on…
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I wet the tip of my pen like dipping toes into the ink black sea. Knowing it would be best to jump in all at once, I wade in line by line, staring at the endless expanse before me. The surface is calm, intimidating in it’s emptiness that hides entire worlds waiting to be released.…
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I tried to keep a common place notebook. I already carry around a journal to record filled ideas, concepts, observations, and records of daily life- so why not extend that to include the inspiration I draw from others? It made sense for someone analog like me, but it didn’t work. I could never remember to…
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Once, I dreamed of being a teacher. At first, it was just because I loved school. As a kid we aren’t exposed to the realities of most professions, because we don’t see them first hand. Perhaps that’s why so many kids want to teach. It’s something they can wrap their heads around. So, if they…
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It’s time to prepare for my annual attempt (And failure) at NaNoWriMo. Every year for about a decade I have participated in NaNoWriMo in some capacity. Some years I attempt the full 50,000 word challenge, and some years I make the modest pledge to write every day in the month of November. But every year,…
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Bringing Mae Flowers 