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The Seasons Within

What is your favorite season of year? Why?

Spring reminds me life renews,
Summer shines with vibrant hues.
Autumn paints in amber light,
Winter wraps me soft and bright.
And so, I find them beautiful all,
Each season whispers: rise, don’t fall.

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The Priceless Ordinary

What’s the one luxury you can’t live without?

If that’s called luxury these days,
The sun’s warm gaze, the morning haze,
A breath of air, a sky so wide,
Then let me live where such truths abide.

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The Joyful Essentials

What are the most important things needed to live a good life?

Joy within that needs no cause,
Kindness that blooms without applause.
A heart that longs to learn and see,
And peace in simply letting things be.

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Lessons in Ink

List three books that have had an impact on you. Why?

“The Joy of Living” taught me to breathe,
That peace is found beneath each heave.


“The Alchemist” whispered, “Trust the way,”
For dreams will guide if hearts obey.


“The Book of Awakening” turned each day new,
With truths both quiet and boldly true.


Each book a mirror, gentle and wise,
Helping me see with clearer eyes.

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Essence

Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.

I walk barefoot when the world feels loud,
On soil that doesn’t wear a shroud.
A simple act, a sacred thread,
That tethers me to peace instead.

It’s not escape, nor grand delight,
Just morning light and grounded flight.
One breath, one step, one heartbeat near
Joy lives quietly, always here.

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Plugged In, Peacefully

How do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to mak loe it happen?

I don’t unplug to find my peace,
No clutter comes to claim it with ease.
I choose where I connect, I steer,
Plug in with purpose, calm and clear.

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Shaped by Moments

What jobs have you had?

I’ve been a leaf upon the breeze,
A seeker sailing silent seas.
A voice within another’s doubt,
A lantern when the stars went out.

Shaped dreams in hands both kind and true,
Then bowed as life unveiled the new.
No office walls, no nameplate brass,
Just moments shaped in dew and glass.

Not tasks alone, but calls I heed,
Each one a whisper wrapped in need.
For what is “job” but soul in play,
Learning to serve in its own way?