The wise will rejoice

Zaimu Challenge
I watched a short video this weekend, and it featured excerpts from a piece by Buddhist philosopher and peace activist Daisaku Ikeda. I haven't felt anything resonate so deeply in a long time. I quickly jotted down all the words I could remember and then found part of the poem excerpted online: [caption id="attachment_3446" align="aligncenter" width="300"] Morning sky by nicole denise.[/caption] Quietly ask yourself if it isn't in fact true that each of us, before being defeated by an external adversary, is first defeated by ourselves. The weak in spirit, the cowardly, even before wandering reluctantly at the foot of the wall that towers in their path, shrink first before the sight of their own shadow. Terrified of illusory figures of our own creation, we are defeated by the bandits that…
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It’s #NaNoWriMo Day…

Personal Narrative
Today is the first day of National Novel Writing Month. The competition, commonly hashtagged as #NaNoWriMo, encourages creative writers to draft 50,000 new words (a "novel") in the month of November. I've decided to participate this year, and I've set my own goal as I did when I wrote in 2013. My goal then was 30,000 words. Though that bar will be more difficult to accomplish this year, that's my goal for 2015 as well. Yes, I create my own rules! I've done more pre-work this year. Well, more isn't saying much as I did none at all in the past. I'm very excited about my ideas in progress. They are a culmination of seeds long ago planted, and I can't wait to tend to them. Deciding on my project was a tug-of-war.…
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On the Timeliness of Untimely Calls

Personal Narrative
I was minding my own business. I had just pulled into the parking lot of a local pharmacy, where I aimed to return an overpriced item. My phone rang and an unknown Atlanta number flashed on the display. I'm not great about answering unknown numbers but 1) I have a new phone and all of my contacts didn't transfer, and 2) I'm in the middle of job hunting and apartment hunting. Those things being the case, I picked up not knowing who may have been on the line. A woman responded to my hello and stammered an introduction: "Um. Hi, my name is Sharon. I'm not sure if I'm calling the right place, or if you even have anything to do with it...so this may sound strange...but I used to…
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