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back to patterns and back to rules

Baysox lost in Altoona with the skeleton of a RollerCoaster looming in sky over right field. Game ended, season ended. back to patterns and back to rules Top of the 9th–day nine–month nine–29th years. This time, this year, this game. Giamatti’s cadence, my heart beats. Capturing this moment in time–I stop. As I recite GreenFields of the Mind, the crowd sounds fade, that’s ok–I recite for my future–not for an audience, not for fame, no–instead, for hope–to…

Happy New Year

Sounds, patterns, people, perspective, promise and hope. Yes, baseball! Life goes on, the world goes around. As I write this the fans at the Ballpark in Arlington cheer. Never fear Tribe fans, it’s a long season, plus it’s only the 6th inning. Baseball is a game about losing. Seriously, you don’t win a baseball game–someone makes the last out, not just one team–one individual gets credit for that last mistake.   Yes, there is a lot more to…

Stems from HOPE

Hidden Figures. As a lover of numbers, math, words and stories, my intrigue grows exponentially. Looking just at the second word Figures I see numbers first, then realize the word also means beings, persons; after a while I think, oh yeah, sometimes women are dehumanized just into shape–so figure could also be that. I do love that it took me a while to think of that one. It might be like fighting windmills, but I see great power that stems from…

Old Jeans, Seams and Dreams

Sometimes opportunity knocks, in the form of old jeans in need of new life–and with just a few hours to do the hack. I thought, if you give a fish, vs teach to fish… I have time to make a tutorial video on #snapchat. I spent about an hour doing the first pair BECAUSE OF THE VIDEO!!!  That pair was left with raw edge, but had reinforcement stitches (low tech, aka hand sewing) on the side-seams so pants…

Spark of Science, Allure of Art

26 February 2015.  That Day, That Dress. A spark that ignited communication beyond the virtual work, into our day to day existence. The irony of duality—the prose I planned to be an essay, spilled out like silk cocoon, as my fingers danced on the keyboard.  For most of my life, I’ve stood in awe of those whose have lived through eras of drastic technological change.  My dad’s mom worked as a seamstress, her childhood had no Saturday…

Awesomeness Awaits: Right Here, Right Now

Right Here, Right Now is my invitation to the world to bring it on…  Especially bring on the good changes we need! I used to say it to myself in goal, when the play was at the far end of the ice and we needed to score.  Seriously, an ice hockey goalie muttering to herself is completely natural, it’s a sports thing, and a goalie thing.  This summer I repeated Right Here, Right Now to the Bowie Baysox and we…

Expect The Awesome! I’m not Jealous, You rock!

Do you expect the awesome to come your way? I do, and good stuff happens.  I also expect to work hard, be positive, and be the awesome for others.  As we consider success (yours, mine and theirs) plus the challenge of competition, there hides an opportunity to be awesome, and to be open to the awesome in life. After reading Cheryl “Muppin” Sleboda’s post, I’m jealous of your quilting success and here’s what I do about it, I had a visceral response,…

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