rebecca s. mullen

community provides the background to see each individual

November 8, 2012
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I am grateful for aspen trees, especially at this time of year. Their leaves turn golden as if the sun has come to shine inside the white bark trunk of every tree and glow out the tip of each shimmering leaf. Are you aware that a grove of aspen trees is a single organism? This […]

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a month of soulful gratitude

November 5, 2012
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Nothing makes me happier than listing the things for which I’m grateful. The simple reason is that, as I notice things that make my life wonderful, the Beauty of the thing GROWS. Why is this? Focus brings clarity. So I’m beginning my gratitude month with photography. I have a cadre of photographer friends who have […]

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how I solved my writing conundrum in 8 minutes by tuning into my brain’s neuroplasticity

August 7, 2012
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Sometimes I sit at my computer waiting for the words to come. And they don’t. So I fidget. And Google. Then I begin to panic. My amygdala (that little part of my brain that controls fight and flight) can’t tell the difference between this type of computer conundrum and a herd of angry cattle eager […]

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telling the truth with authentic gesture

July 27, 2012
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Dr. Nick Morgan is grateful he can cross his arms when he wants to be left alone, or that his lips turn naturally upward in a smile of welcome when his wife walks in the room. There was a time, just after his 17th birthday that he had to make a conscious effort for the […]

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colorado fires: disaster and delight

July 17, 2012
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The Colorado Fires snuck into the most normal moments of people’s lives. I was taking pictures of my son’s 4H archery practice located about 30 minutes from our home when I saw a slurry bomber fly overhead and snapped a photo. I found out later that plane was just returning from dumping bright orange retardant […]

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drive-by reminders of love

June 23, 2012
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Roadside altars catch my eye and I wonder, “Have people always done this?” It’s like seeing pregnant people everywhere once you get the two lines on your test stick. “Where were all these pregnant people yesterday?” The altar is in my rear view mirror, but I am curious and I turn the car around. My […]

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gratitude makes flowers out of weeds

June 6, 2012
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Dandelions were always flowers when I was growing up. They became weeds when I bought a house and began to worry that my lawn didn’t measure up in the neighborhood. Then I saw this photo from my cyber friend Stacia at Fluffy Bunnies and I was five years old again lost in yellow and gratitude. […]

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motherhood’s bottom line

May 17, 2012
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Motherhood has a bottom line just like the marketing class I’m taking. In my class, called Power Boost Marketing with Pamela Slim, we have quarterly reviews. Pam asks us about our bottom line numbers: how many people signed up for the newsletter? How many dollars went into the bank? How many new people did I […]

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patience, parenting, and touching the super moon

May 11, 2012
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“Here it comes,” said my daughter pointing to the faint glow on the horizon. Blue sky surrendered to black and still we’d seen no moon. I expected to see the moon 20 minutes ago. That was the problem for my son. His 15 year old self had turned 4 again and he was banging around […]

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do natural consequences work? my son, laundry and texting.

April 25, 2012
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I am learning to text. It doesn’t come easy to me. I am a tunnel of focus hunkered about a campfire of heat trying to get the message right. But those tiny keys fool me. My son is a texting monster. His devotion to his phone assures me that some day he will pay a […]

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the hello in death’s goodbye

February 6, 2012
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I traced the metal rivets in the leather chair in which I sat. They were as evenly spaced as the hanging bags and monitors that were keeping my step-father comfortable as he journeyed toward death. The cold of the linoleum floor in the ICU crept through my socks each time I stood to apply chapstick […]

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