Category Archives: Friday Futuring

Friday Flight

  The gusty winds above San Francisco airport were perhaps a bit too eager to embrace the plane.  We were tossed around  like little pennies inside a washer on a spin cycle set at highest level. The pilot had warned … Continue reading

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Friday Futuring

Listen. Are you breathing just a little and calling it a life? – Mary Oliver I don’t know about you, but maybe because we are at the onset of a new year, or maybe because I just turned a big … Continue reading

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