Amy Kennedy
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Have you ever noticed how, when you stop doing something good, like: writing, drawing, dancing, exercising, meditating, delivering a baby,* even if you start to want to do it again, your “this is so good for my soul” muscle says, “um… sorry, no.” *Of course I have to tell you the story of the interruption…
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Magic Beans: Everyone else thinks they’re crap and nothing happens until you plant them! I am the queen, nay empress, of handfuls of magic beans: hey, look at these beans, aren’t they cool? Not really. Oh. ~~~~Garbage hey, look at these beans, what should I do with these beans? You should set those beans aside…
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I wondered about my inability to write a blog post…okay, inability is wrong, I’ll do anything but write–paint the bathroom, rearrange my office (although, this might have actually helped me*), vacuum, wash the kitchen floor–my resistance to writing a blog post. Why was I actively avoiding it? I’ve read The War of Art, I’ve listened…
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Say whaaaaat? Dress your super power, maybe it’s a side of your personality that is dying to get out, maybe it’s a feeling you get when you see someone emulating what you wish you were. Maybe it’s just being able to dress a part, like Halloween but for real life. #innergoddess #innerbikerchick #innerCEO #innerwitch #innermermaid…
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Has this happened to you? You’re strolling along–actually, not strolling, you’re rushing along through your life–get up, get kid up, off to school, get to work, EMAILS, drama, EMAILS, more drama, plus emergencies, rush home, dinner, dishes, drama, dog for walk, treadmill (because, uh, the walk wasn’t really enough)…PHEW! By this time all you’re ready…
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The following is a post from my old blog, but I like it and actually I needed to relearn it! So, here it is: Twice yesterday I received the message, “there are no rules.” Once from *The Universe (I am not even kidding, we’ll talk more on that later!) and once from a newsletter I…
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This is a re-post of mine from our old blog! I was crabby.Crabby, crabby, crabby. Like not talking crabby and snapping at people (family people) when I did talk. And totally in my head. Yuck. Why was I crabby? Work. ‘Nuff said. Luckily, my husband called me on it. He said, “This isn’t work, this…
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Welcome to the first in a new series of I AM NOT AN EXPERT AT…I’m excited to share this, because, well, I am not at expert at most things (am I an expert on anything? Laughter, probably. Making people feel good, sometimes…) yet I want to do so many things! Play the guitar, sew a…
Amy Kennedy The Creative Crone 