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One way to get to know a person you've just met is to ask them to tell you about their favorite friends. It's said that a person essentially becomes an aggregate of the five people with whom they spend the most time.

There's another telling question to ask a stranger. It's all about a book.

1) Is there one book that you have re-read and will read again (and again)?
2) What is the most recent book that you've read and what stands out to you most?
3) What is the title of a book you recommend most often to friends?
4) What was the last book you read that made you so sad when it came to the end? (Because you wanted to keep on reading, not because the ending was sad!).

If the person you are just getting to know has never re-read a book, can't remember what stood out from the last book they read, doesn't recommend books to friends and has never felt sad to stop reading an excellent book...

I suggest that you stop conversing with them. And, perhaps, run. Kidding (not kidding). Perhaps you might consider striking up a conversation with someone else that you might want to get to know. AND start THAT conversation off by recommending a book you've recently read...

Monday, December 21, 2009


PROMISES TO MYSELF • Promise #15 • SEE WORDS December 21, 2009 • I promise to look with clear sight at what I create. • “mary anne, be a servant to your craft today.” • TODAY – no clocks, no timers, no editing. Every idea will be welcomed. All things considered…

“Remember the difference between looking and seeing.” m.a. radmacher

“The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something and tell what it saw in a plain way. Hundreds of people can talk for one who can think, but thousands can think for one who can see. To see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion all in one.” - John Ruskin -

Reflection at the end of yesterday…wearied from the second day of production craft at an art festival in a barn. I entered the day with an phrase assigned by one of my new phraseologists, Caren Albers. This is what I wrote before sleep,

amid the chaos, love calls my name.

love calls my name and I’ve learned well enough to answer right back. quickly and with ready identifiers, “I am here.”

chaos swirled readily all day from the stranger with food challenges with whom I split my carefully measured for the day food, to the painfully shy ten year old boy whom I engaged in creative chatter. chaos followed me as I worked toward completing the donations I’ll be sending to a hospital for Christmas remembrances for those who are hospitalized on Christmas and new year’s eve. after break down chaos chased me all the way home.

wearied. blurry eyed. protein deprived and peopled out, that extra long trailer hitch of my wagon pitched itself self with some degree of speed into david’s front bumper. while he was unloaded bins of stuff, he was not hurt in anyway. however, his bumper was. cracked. it’s amazing how far a license plate can stretch without breaking. who knew? amid that chaos, as i sat in the driver’s seat, recovering from the dreadful sounds of plastic shredding and metal pulling, i heard love call my name. the voice of love sounded just like my husband! the words love formed were, “it’s just a car, sweetheart. come inside and let me take care of you.” i’ve learned well enough to answer right back, “thank you. i’m so glad i’m here.”

mary anne radmacher -

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