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    about air

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    Threshold

    Byemilyjpitman

    Here we are in final month of 2025. December is such an in-between month for me. A threshold of ends and beginnings, a threshold of heavenly thoughts and earthly passions, a threshold of being together and feeling alone.  The concept of thresholds has held my imagination for years. Twenty-five years ago I read The Art…

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    Begin

    Byemilyjpitman

    Once upon a time – in June – I felt listless. Emotionally, I was listless. The same could be said for my life. As a lifelong list maker, my compass and anchor were missing. My challenge wasn’t that I didn’t have projects to attend to, it was (is) learning how to have success in this…

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    All the Words

    Byemilyjpitman

    One of the joys that I have lately is that I am writing a lot. But you might not know it when you look at ejpitman.com. In a couple weeks, I will re-start my beloved Sprouts Newsletter.  And I’d love to invite you to check out some of the my other word playgrounds.  FollowUpFriday –…

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    I love Tools

    Byemilyjpitman

    Marc likes to tell people, especially contractors that come to our home, that “She’s the one that wears the tool-belt in our family” as they try to have a detailed conversation about whatever they are recommending or getting ready to do. This has been one of the flavors in our marriage that I think we…