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by Kim S
Tuesday, May 10, 2005. 09:03PM
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Even the most hardened of professionals must admit to those magical unorchestrated moments that give you goosebumps.

A smile, a gesture, a nod in the right direction that alters the course of the day.

This site allows for focused reasoning as well as wild imagination... which is, after all, why we do what we do.

Stop for a moment, and think about doing something completely out of your scope - or range - of your daily routine. No this isn't about "paying it forward" it's about the magic of the unexpected.

There's quite a few people around this site who could seemingly use a simple taste of rubard pie...

... or a butterfly to land on thier nose (does happen!!!)

live for the day... and the day will be with you...

Now...

back to work!!!

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Thursday, June 9, 2005. 07:30AM by marc english
a number of years ago, i'd jut come out of the mountains in new hampshire, where i'd been hiking with a couple friends. we lazed in the pemmigiwassit river, cooling off. flat on a big boulder, about 3 or 4 monarch butterflies landed on my chest, their long tongues, like those things you blow in at a kid's birthday party that roll out into a long tube. i watched them for maybe fifteen minutes as they no doubt were capturing the salt from my body. pretty wild. i called to my friends up river, but the roar of the water drowned out my voice. no on saw it but me. the night before, it was a full moon, and up there in the white mountains, as it came up over the horizon, i said to my pals "that's an apple pie moon." that's what it looked like. i was probably hungry, too.
Sunday, May 15, 2005. 06:07PM by x x
I just moved to New York City, and although I've traveled here constantly, Saturday was a chance to walk around Lower Manhattan and get to know my new turf. I was moved especially by something I saw inscribed on a tombstone in the 1700s at St. Paul's Chapel, across the street from WTC Ground Zero. It is one of those moments when you expect to glance at something and then find yourself transfixed on it and thinking about your very existence.

With apologies to the 34-year-old (I think) man who died then -- who must have known his end was coming -- here is my best attempt to recreate what I read on the still-clear epitaph:

I lay Here as You pass By
You are Now as Once was I
I am Now where You will Be
To find your way, follow Me.

All of this is as fleeting and ephemeral right now as it was then in the 1770s. I felt the same thing when I spent a recent day amid the immortal, 3,000-year-old Giant Sequoias a couple of years ago in California. Whatever you are doing, stop and think about what you truly want to accomplish the rest of this day and the rest of your veritable eyeblink of a life...and about what kind of lasting impact you will leave to someone who will "pass By" one day 230 years from now like a gust of wind.

Friday, May 13, 2005. 07:20AM by Kim S
Ha! That's funny, don't you love those moments?
Thursday, May 12, 2005. 06:07PM by noreen sullivan
I made pie last Friday night it was Apple. I once spit an icecube on Michael Eisner. I laughed at a joke and my drink came out my nose and the ice cube went flying and hit him in the back of the neck. He always remembered me. Be yourself and the world will be at your feet.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005. 04:03PM by Robert Moss
Robert Moses was the urban planner who tried but failed to ruin Greenwich Village. He did manage to ruin many other parts of NYC. Me? I just don’t clean up my room, when I'm not working or sailing ;-)
Wednesday, May 11, 2005. 07:16AM by Alexis Adauto Ferguson
Kim - I'll say it again - you have the magic touch that can make anything "all better". You are the best!
Wednesday, May 11, 2005. 06:31AM by Noelle Weaver
Kim you are always a bit of sunshine...have a great day!!

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