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Live, from Boston,* I shall now comment on these photos:
- On my walk to work, I stopped to take that photo of a ?. Why? I simply cannot live without asking questions.
- “Where there’s life, there’s hope” was something somebody said during a therapy session involving the hope of learning to live more authentically, fully, and happily.
- Letting go of worry, live from a room where I facilitated a group last evening.
- That sign about indoor living lives outdoors and reminds me now that I hope I live long enough to see Sting’s play “The Last Ship” in the great indoors tomorrow night.
- A lively, early Christmas gift arrived in the mail yesterday for Michael, who lives to love snow globes.
- I was watching the new live production of “Peter Pan” on the TV in our living room (thanks to coffeegrounded‘s lively alert on my blog post yesterday).
- Live from the living room, it’s Oscar!
- More live action from “Peter Pan,” shaky because I was laughing so hard after Michael said, walking into the living room after Tinkerbell had been brought back to life by the belief living in a kashmillion clapping children: “Oh! I see Tinkerbell is alive again, NO THANKS TO YOU, ANN!”
- A live shot of cookies, because of another lively comment by coffeegrounded, yesterday.
- Live coverage of reactions in Boston to the Eric Garner decision (which people had discussed, with many lively questions about the future and hope, in the therapy group I facilitated).
I wish I could write more, this morning, but I need to go live, now, to cardiac rehab, before I go to work for a couple of hours and then take a lively train ride with my friend Deb for a weekend live in New York.
I like to post live versions of songs in my blog (like here, here, here, here, here, and here). Does any hope live in you, right now, about
- a song you’d like me to include in this here post (assuming I can figure out how to do that, live from the train ride or New York)?
- anything else you’d like to express, live in the comments below?
If not, no worries.
Thanks to all who live as best they can (including you).
* When you’re reading this, I might be live in (or near) New York.









