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Raye’s Read for May 2020!

Hey everybody!

Quarantine 2020 has made us all work to find ways to feel sane and centered. I don’t know about you, but it’s been a struggle for me to remain in a good headspace the last few weeks. I’ve…

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My silver-lining.

*LONG, TEARFUL POST ALERT* 

It’s wild how stillness has the power to change so much…our world as a whole, but also the world inside the head and home you’ve been isolated within.  

Truthfully, I thought I’d get by this quarantine…

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The breather.

I willingly woke up at 6:30am this morning. And as the orange glow filtered in through my kitchen blinds, it made me take pause as I mixed my celery powder into 8 ounces of water. (Don’t even ask, ha.) I…

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Perfectionist.

It’s kind of funny, really. Yesterday someone called me a “perfectionist” and it caught me completely off guard. So naturally, I laughed it off and told them to “stop talking stupid” (great rebuttal), but still they stood by their assessment.

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My 3 month Quarantine.

Hey fam, wanted to check in…make sure everybody’s good.  I know that this is a strange and scary time right now.  And though it might be hitting some harder than others, at the end of the day, this is affecting…

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the year of everything.

Well, this is a big week.  A big week on many levels.  I’m experiencing all kinds of feels.  But more on that later.

It’s been a quite awhile since I’ve written and posted a blog, and I feel like I…

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The first.

I’ve sat down to write this more than a handful of times over the last week or so, trying to share some recent and sensitive news with everyone.  Every time, I carve out an hour and I just start to…

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Happy One Year Anniversary, Ray.

The show was starting in 20 minutes.  I had already taken up my normal post for whenever I play the Bluebird Cafe.  My preferred spot in the round is the chair that faces the big windows and the front…

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Reinvention on paper.

It’s midnight.

I’ve got the front window open and I can hear the rain hitting the pavement.  Usually that would put me to sleep, but for some reason, it’s inspired me to open my MacBook once again.

So again, I’m…

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Truce.

It’s 8:15AM on a Wednesday.

I’m sitting at the kitchen table, right beside our big front window with an iced coffee, our little boring street serving as the perfect morning backdrop for some writing.  Straight ahead of me, our three…

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365 long short days later…

Dear Uncle Mike,

I don’t know how to start this letter.  If I’m being truthful, just the thought of writing it had my stomach hurting all morning.  It’s one thing to think these thoughts internally, pray my prayers in the…

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Messy

One week ago. Sunday morning.

I woke up in my own bed for the first time in 8 days.  My bags that had been unloaded from my frozen over car the night before, awaiting me still by the kitchen door…