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The 10th hundred. Each time I release my grip on one of those C-notes I feel a loosening in the grip that money has on my spirit. Just a little. I remember clearly this day, visiting my son Elijah in Boston. I had a revelation that, just maybe, money was something to be let go rather […]
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9/100 I could hardly wait to leave work today. The promise of a largely unscheduled weekend started whispering in my ear before lunch, and by 3:30 I was making neat piles of stuff for next week rather than getting much done. I checked to make sure I had a C-note in my pocket before heading […]
Continue Reading →I read an entire (library) book over the long weekend, which was wonderful in itself. The book made a big impression on me, and at times left me feeling pretty low. It’s a story you may be familiar with, but I hadn’t heard it before and can’t remember now how I found out about it. […]
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October 27. Day 27 of My Month of Hundreds. I really need some time to sit and think about all that has happened and where I go from here. I DO NOT KNOW. What does all this mean? How has it changed me? Have I accomplished what I set out to do? Where DO I […]
Continue Reading →October 25th. Day 25 of My Month of Hundreds. It was a kind of strange day today. The Sunday Oregonian article brought a lot of attention and traffic to the blog and I found myself having a mini anxiety attack. I loved all the comments on the article, and was very moved by people sharing […]
Continue Reading →I wonder what James would do with $100. We first met when he started coming around before garbage pick-up to gather cans and bottles. We would chat occasionally and I knew he was living on the street and struggling with health problems. Eventually we started saving our recyclables for him and he’d ring the door once […]
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