Jan 19th, 2010
by Mary P Jones.
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h.koppdelaney on Flickr
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Last week, I was sitting cross-legged on my plump little black cushion on the floor of the Zendo I visit regularly and listening to a talk about cleaning incense burners. And as I listened, the very deep and profound thought that came to me was, "I seriously [...]
Nov 9th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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Vanessa Pike-Russell on Flickr
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Spiritual inspiration can come from the oddest bits of serendipity. I was at a talk a few months ago by a Zen Buddhist who talked about making each moment sacred, about how we could light incense before doing the dishes and make the washing of [...]
Oct 18th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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jennifer buehrer on Flickr
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I'm a party pooper. I'm a downer. I'm no fun. I ruin other people's good times. (Because I totally have control over other people's good times, you know.)
You see, yesterday Mark and I had plans to take the kids to a pumpkin patch. We were going [...]
Sep 30th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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samzie2006 on Flickr
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I woke up this morning, muscles clenched like a fist and throat tight with anxiety, wanting to grab my son and never let him go. I crept to where he was sleeping and ran my fingers through his curls, reassuring myself he was there and safe. [...]
Sep 29th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
Warning: this post is self-satirical in nature. It should not be read by the sarcasm impaired.
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DaveAustria.com on Flickr
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So, you know, I'm not really codependent. (I hate that word anyway. Sincerely I do.) I just like to do nice things for people. Really nice things. Like that time in college [...]
Sep 28th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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boxercab on Flickr
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Last Monday I walked through the grocery store feeling like a weight was crushing my chest, a tight lump in my throat the only thing between me and tears. And part of me wanted to self-indulgently sit there on the linoleum floor under the flicker fluorescent [...]
Jul 31st, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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limonada on Flickr
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A few years ago, I was visiting my friend Ellie and was a guest in her house for the first time in my life. I had just taken a shower and was standing in her bathroom, a wet towel in my hand, at a loss for what [...]
Jul 18th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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Rob Sheridan on Flickr
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Years ago, before I knew about my husband's sex addiction, one of the things that drew me to him, that I really liked and respected about him, was how he seemed to have broken away from the pattern of addiction and dysfunction in his family. [...]
Jun 14th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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ashley.adcox on Flickr
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"Do you remember what you said to me when I first started talking about God?" Mark asked the other day, "You said, 'I am willing to try to work through this sex addiction crap, but if you ever become a Christian, I swear, I will leave you!'"
"Really? [...]
Jun 13th, 2009
by Mary P Jones.
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Eternal ☼ Sunshine on Flickr
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It was raining the night I first kissed my husband. The wind was hissing and howling through the bare branches of the trees, rattling the last of the dead leaves still clinging to their posts. Before we kissed, we twined our hands together [...]