tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84302096193962328302024-03-13T14:57:03.253-07:00Julianne LeppNot all who wander are lost...Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.comBlogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-78990383726286939322022-04-04T09:23:00.006-07:002022-04-04T09:23:50.507-07:00<p>Writing in a sweet little chocolate shop on the shores of the Mississippi in Wabasha, Minnesota! This week I've been spending time detoxing from pandemic stress and finding joy in exploring locales near home, exquisite self care and writing outside of my home.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzWEDjj8Ya276JAB32hDWWgHPf4g8W0Y9PMta3wJCroYCTX3hObLNRLVNDieSPQQ9GrU4dazmuV-eh-rtsKgjbUlcEyOc4i9_47-fguob-1Hj0ztQAjVatLtcBTM1mm7capdfI6TO_LvEwGCM889FAaE5UkH6ka5LC02PJ09jp9cStxxVHMYBsQU4u" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhzWEDjj8Ya276JAB32hDWWgHPf4g8W0Y9PMta3wJCroYCTX3hObLNRLVNDieSPQQ9GrU4dazmuV-eh-rtsKgjbUlcEyOc4i9_47-fguob-1Hj0ztQAjVatLtcBTM1mm7capdfI6TO_LvEwGCM889FAaE5UkH6ka5LC02PJ09jp9cStxxVHMYBsQU4u=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-46331647881375407542022-04-01T18:24:00.003-07:002022-04-01T18:24:33.411-07:00<p>I've learned a lot while writing and editing my first novel. A strong critique group continues to offer me new insights and edits. Looking forward to a writing marathon this weekend and some time outdoors. Snow begone!</p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5AmL2pWrWEXXTVoKqlCMzFIJjREiBiMHduLkMjrq8Q4XGcSCT8j__ihA-cZidKmhfw-h4-Pg7kPByuXcD8496dVqajtakwefhrsQGtpNOREPoHgHwAjP4Xi3skpXZzN3aaPDDnI_8bYSQYbpzhPhdqELhZeXcQQwCQ0AQcG4Km6B3n-itUm5McZIx" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="334" data-original-width="500" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5AmL2pWrWEXXTVoKqlCMzFIJjREiBiMHduLkMjrq8Q4XGcSCT8j__ihA-cZidKmhfw-h4-Pg7kPByuXcD8496dVqajtakwefhrsQGtpNOREPoHgHwAjP4Xi3skpXZzN3aaPDDnI_8bYSQYbpzhPhdqELhZeXcQQwCQ0AQcG4Km6B3n-itUm5McZIx" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-54039335382540979992022-03-25T18:05:00.005-07:002022-04-01T18:27:41.798-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: medium;"><b> </b><span style="background-color: white; white-space: nowrap;"><b>Mood Board for my novel! </b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8899a6;"><span style="font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8899a6;"><span style="font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap;"><b><br /></b></span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px; white-space: nowrap;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8899a6;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0hmyV7_cj8ECpe34sm4YdTVgigj5__2hVyUeV-KW149NZjwvR_ako9gHhlKeJTgpiCktRa30ArnAOA1XJNOdcoqpMow_COR0J5LOvgn75A1SdeACgVRjMu_wYbd573AgBIv1l7_DtlIEsEa02bb0T7NZuYki3EjRGCZTqd9KR_yZ47I-pB1IlFtsL/s3000/The%20Girl%20Who%20Had%20a%20Name%20Mood%20Board.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="3000" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0hmyV7_cj8ECpe34sm4YdTVgigj5__2hVyUeV-KW149NZjwvR_ako9gHhlKeJTgpiCktRa30ArnAOA1XJNOdcoqpMow_COR0J5LOvgn75A1SdeACgVRjMu_wYbd573AgBIv1l7_DtlIEsEa02bb0T7NZuYki3EjRGCZTqd9KR_yZ47I-pB1IlFtsL/w400-h266/The%20Girl%20Who%20Had%20a%20Name%20Mood%20Board.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #8899a6;"><br /></span><p></p>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-80939950975034829912022-03-25T16:55:00.002-07:002022-03-25T16:56:24.869-07:00<p>I was interviewed today for a local podcast. They asked who my fave sports team might be. I answered NERDS. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimg9SKYwOVPEhzZtKwPDThqMx3hJYRxXKpBhGzNypaD7M0AJws_fLMmurWLUgkDEFEiP9f1V01Qc5P-zEWHKxBtGDIqAbDRFNancMl7iEc-WR8P4Xoij7-fzaxegVR-FjR5x5ZEBqe_MM2QEPrXxqui16P9_4BAtYDdQ_hWOqdiOGDomVZ2_DzvWVP" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="850" height="151" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEimg9SKYwOVPEhzZtKwPDThqMx3hJYRxXKpBhGzNypaD7M0AJws_fLMmurWLUgkDEFEiP9f1V01Qc5P-zEWHKxBtGDIqAbDRFNancMl7iEc-WR8P4Xoij7-fzaxegVR-FjR5x5ZEBqe_MM2QEPrXxqui16P9_4BAtYDdQ_hWOqdiOGDomVZ2_DzvWVP" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-65774388334847139112022-03-19T15:08:00.002-07:002022-03-19T15:11:20.647-07:00<p>Brunch with friends, purchase of season appropriate gnomes and clearing the labyrinth garden has sealed my readiness for Spring. </p><p>Now back to my regularly scheduled Works in Progress. Word count. Word count. Need some mysterious skies to distract and inspire me.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhta4dh6_HYgM0uqf1i49sbSuW8EvYyYmHw2Ou4YVAj26K1xnRJdcQP-WkmbGnn7R-2fTQq5FIZ_0pVPPDDFxb5Rth8HBB8NWVkK42C_752Ryv6QY7KymyK_E8oFogj1W1Oh2n4QKbKdPKwHLaU5iin5qm-DRel6lD8fj1M_8TqfYD44err9pfjDdmo=s4032" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1960" data-original-width="4032" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhta4dh6_HYgM0uqf1i49sbSuW8EvYyYmHw2Ou4YVAj26K1xnRJdcQP-WkmbGnn7R-2fTQq5FIZ_0pVPPDDFxb5Rth8HBB8NWVkK42C_752Ryv6QY7KymyK_E8oFogj1W1Oh2n4QKbKdPKwHLaU5iin5qm-DRel6lD8fj1M_8TqfYD44err9pfjDdmo=w549-h268" width="549" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-53704990297409838172022-03-14T10:29:00.002-07:002022-03-14T10:29:35.456-07:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgNQHRU7VeqCkMp6aiu7i-_ndxNfpuJI0cn5hffpqMGtLncfUT2B6PuuFGk9Okb7FWpyB8DxPTjXorakK71sLfqSGQEuojM0rpfrtwGgFxmZOE_WCkV4pVAOAQLIOldRyBPcvxlZbdFwmhPcoHOtVBgrQ_G7lbF2FXyMkLWe3cPSn94n2xJ_1z9posd" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="300" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgNQHRU7VeqCkMp6aiu7i-_ndxNfpuJI0cn5hffpqMGtLncfUT2B6PuuFGk9Okb7FWpyB8DxPTjXorakK71sLfqSGQEuojM0rpfrtwGgFxmZOE_WCkV4pVAOAQLIOldRyBPcvxlZbdFwmhPcoHOtVBgrQ_G7lbF2FXyMkLWe3cPSn94n2xJ_1z9posd" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Currently writing two manuscripts since I've finished my science fantasy book, The Girl Who Had a Name. I'm writing the second book in this series and I've revived a southern gothic magical realism novel from a few years back. So many choices...why stop with one.<p></p>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-71609040266700409282016-05-05T07:24:00.001-07:002016-05-05T07:24:44.011-07:00A wonderful wedding!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was a joy to marry Tony and Dani this past weekend at Wildridge Golf Course in Eau Claire!<br />
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<span class="userContent">Poetry Day 8:<br /><br />What are little girls made of?<br /><br />Sugar and spice<br />and "well isn't that nice..."<br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />I was made of hot South Carolina summers<br /><br />escaping deep into the quiet<br />of pines and honey suckle<br />into the whisper and ripple<br />of the Broad River.<br /><br />I was made of lazy afternoons with my dog Beau,<br />wading through creeks, and hopping over rocks<br />and water moccasins.<br /><br />I was a tom boy with skinned knees<br />who loved climbing trees<br />squirmy tad poles in small pools.<br /><br />sunning on the rocks in the river<br />and building twig forts<br /><br />I was made of sunshine and mud.<br />Late afternoons, we'd trudge home<br />covered in dirt, with twigs in our hair, and wet<br />from the creeks and river.<br /><br />I was made from adventures in<br />pine forests, flash light tag and fireflies<br /><br />...sweet tea and a bubble bath at the<br />end of a long summer day.</span></span></div>
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Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-46372624759055910332013-04-04T11:00:00.000-07:002013-04-04T11:00:41.413-07:00<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;">Poetry: Day 4</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;">Kiernan</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;">Wrinkled newborn hands clutching my hand</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;">blue blanket swaddled and tight</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;">I could stare at your face for hours<br />listening to the soft sighs you make<br />as you sleep<br /><br />Yet I will sleep when you sleep<br />stumbling in a daze of sleep deprivation and bliss<br />There is no other time I will get to hold<br />you this long<br />and no other time you will look to me<br />for so much<br /><br />giver of love and milk<br />singer, rocker, soother<br /><br />Now you stand at my shoulder<br />you dance to a beat of your making<br />dreaming of ballet solos and designing<br />robots that will save the world<br /><br />In this stream of growing up<br />I am continually letting you go as you take<br />your first steps-<br />you make wobbly circles on your bike<br />and keep moving further into your own<br /><br />As you permit me<br />a particularly long hug, a snuggle with a book<br />and the honor of hearing your deep confidences<br /><br />I think of this connection of hands across your life,<br />from the very first grip to when I will see you walk<br />across that graduation stage and take a diploma in that<br />same hand<br /><br />I still check in on you at night<br />watching the soft rise of your chest<br />as you dream the dreams of the future<br />dreams of your own making.</span>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-85769270889970292452013-04-03T07:10:00.000-07:002013-04-03T07:10:18.346-07:0030 Days of Poetry - Days 1-3<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">National Poetry Month: Day 1 </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Never really gone...</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Finding brief glimpses of the past</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">breathing like lost glimmers in bubbles in July picnic bliss</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">You are not where you are supposed to be</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Yet you are finding me in my every moment</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">This is the summer of '82</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Where the Riverbanks zoo has yellow jackets stingin<br />Where the rocks glisten in the Broad River<br />and yesterday was just a rollerskating bliss and maybe a few<br />stubbed toes or bent feelings<br /><br />This is the tide rolling in at Ocean Isle<br />The crabs that skitter like a wave as I run across the sand<br />toes sticking to the wet beach<br />feet too small to keep up<br />hands to small to reach your hand before<br />you go.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Poetry month: Day 2 </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Breaking</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Sweeping away the crumbs </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Not needing what you</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Left behind</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Walking strong</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">Courage in stride and struggle</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">My rearview mirror is empty</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 18px;">And the road ahead<br />Cries hope<br /><br />Life is never one path<br />But breaking a new trail feels right<br />Not like breaking an egg,<br />But somehow like being broken open...<br />Somehow breaking the pattern<br />And breaking free.</span><br />
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<br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;">One less step</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;">Eyes flash recognition</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;">There is a small piece of you that understands<br />the cycle of things<br />as you step on the prepared, still earth<br /><br />Booted feet crush seedlings<br />and the imprint of carelessness<br />leaves life waiting<br /><br />This isn't the last time you will<br />tread or tear what is not yours<br />but perhaps you will think<br /><br />before you drop that beer can<br />before you tread on my children's garden<br /><br />My small protest will touch something inside<br />before you rush off<br />to text, to facebook, to forget<br />that you did something wrong.<br /><br />At least I hope so.</span>Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-17322766086536665102013-02-25T09:16:00.000-08:002013-02-25T09:16:29.443-08:00Link to Sermon - Exploring Hinduism: Finding Harmonyhttp://www.uueauclaire.com/Content/Sermons/2012-13/2.24.13.mp3<br />
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<br />Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-76969735572026862912013-02-25T08:53:00.002-08:002013-02-25T08:53:23.639-08:00Healthy daysI'm giving up sugar for a month to work for a month of healthier eating. Diabetes runs in my family, so I am eager to avoid the disease by finding healthier habits!Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-53942751308568585702013-01-25T16:34:00.002-08:002013-02-25T08:54:00.578-08:00Never really gone...Finding brief glimpses of the past<br />
breathing like lost glimmers in bubbles in July picnic bliss<br />
You are not where you are supposed to be<br />
Yet you are finding me in my every moment<br />
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This is the summer of '82<br />
Where the Riverbanks zoo has yellow jackets stingin<br />
Where the rocks glisten in the Broad River<br />
and yesterday was just a rollerskating bliss and maybe a few<br />
stubbed toes or bent feelings<br />
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This is the tide rolling in at Ocean Isle<br />
The crabs that skitter like a wave as I run across the sand<br />
toes sticking to the wet beach<br />
feet too small to keep up<br />
hands to small to reach your hand before<br />
you go.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-38390694491368740042012-12-08T13:23:00.002-08:002012-12-08T13:23:46.919-08:00Ever Present<br />
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Ever present <o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the wave<o:p></o:p></div>
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The flow in motion<o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the thunder<o:p></o:p></div>
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crying out against injustice<o:p></o:p></div>
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Ever present <o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the wind<o:p></o:p></div>
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breathing the breath of inspiration<o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the quiet<o:p></o:p></div>
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offering healing solace.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Ever present<o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the Source<o:p></o:p></div>
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The life-bringer of Spring<o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the Circle<o:p></o:p></div>
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moving in cycles of life and death.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Ever present<o:p></o:p></div>
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You are within us<o:p></o:p></div>
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We are the Circle<o:p></o:p></div>
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moving in cycles of life and death.<o:p></o:p></div>
Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-7390077086437863292012-09-22T07:10:00.000-07:002012-09-22T07:10:08.471-07:00Halloween...on the way!Karl has started decorating the house for Halloween. We couldn't resist the cool temperatures, changing leaves, and rainy weather to find our inner spooky!Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-20966250525798621862012-06-13T09:50:00.000-07:002012-06-13T09:50:01.254-07:00Healthy Days ContinuedToday was a milemarker day in the results of my healthy eating and exercise. I've lost ten pounds since I've begun keeping track in my food journal and I'm consistently eating more healthy food choices. (Yeah for tangible results)There is still a challenge in getting consistent exercise due to the demands of my profession, parenthood, and other obligations. <br />
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The other result of making good food and exercise choices is that I feel like I am taking care of myself. There is more balance in my life and I'm thinking more about my actions and the consequences. Being healthy is the whole package - a healthy mind, body, and spirit.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-72993547401712212752012-06-12T11:54:00.004-07:002012-06-12T11:54:46.639-07:00Getting ready for General AssemblyI've looked over the program and I've google calendered the workshops and events I'll be attending. Now I need to pack the right clothes for Arizona heat!Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-11305271019814678492012-06-01T15:09:00.000-07:002012-06-01T15:09:00.129-07:00Healthy Days ContinuedThis week I've been focusing one eating more raw foods. I have my best success by packing my lunch and having enough variety in the house that I don't get bored!Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-92220829573310835322012-05-09T18:31:00.002-07:002012-05-09T18:31:04.382-07:00100 Days of Focus on Health: Day 26 (accountability)Journalling what I eat is continuing to make me more mindful of what I'm eating. I've also started using the dreaded scale daily to see that I'm heading in the right direction. My other measures are how well I can keep up in my exercise classes and my general feeling of well-being. I'm am holding myself accountable to my goal of better health by keeping these measures.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-27305896868086013792012-04-30T19:13:00.000-07:002012-04-30T19:13:26.662-07:00100 Days of Focusing on Health: Day 26"The large print giveth and the small print taketh away." -Tom Waits. Today my healthy focus has been reading labels. Even stopping to read labels takes away your desire to impulse eat. I'm also trying to eat more raw and whole foods that don't have labels at all, except what nature made!
Activity: Kickboxing class and yoga class
Results: Down 2.3 lbs since I've started food journalling and keeping count of weight loss.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-76473454967445391532012-04-24T19:48:00.002-07:002012-04-24T19:48:44.489-07:00100 Days of Focus on Health: Day 25 (food journalling)Last Friday, I travelled with Kiernan and my Mother-in-law to Minneapolis for Kiernan's dance competition. We stopped on the way for a bite to eat and the obligatory book store rummange. In this book-seeking, I found a really neat food journal in a local bookstore in Hudson, Wisconsin. It has a place to write down what you eat each day as well as your daily activity. This means that you need to have a daily activity! I also like that it has different positive thoughts on fitness and prompts to make goals. This is my third day of keeping a food journal. It definitely keeps you in mind of what you are putting into your mouth.
On a positive note, it has also allowed me to see the progress I've already made towards eating a more nutritional diet. This is another big step in accountability for me, to commit to paper what I'm eating and doing each day will further keep me on track.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-13729795569483060492012-04-20T07:03:00.003-07:002012-04-20T07:06:57.529-07:00100 Days of Focus on Health: Day 24(healthy eating)For the past few days I have especially been focusing on the snacks I eat. I am trying to eat fruit, hummus and carrots, sunflower seeds, or a vegetable. Otherwise I'm avoiding processed foods and the quick snacks that have a lot of sugar and carbohydrates. I find that honoring what I'm eating makes me feel better about my health and how I am treating myself. <br /><br />I am about to travel for the day again, so I will pack some healthy snacks to take with me.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-12721725775961021162012-04-12T18:55:00.005-07:002012-04-12T19:10:57.535-07:00100 Days of Focus on Health: Day 23 (travel)I have been posting less than I'd like due to some illness and just being busy, but here is another one! This weekend I will be travelling to Minneapolis for a conference. Travelling is a time when it is hard to eat well, get enough rest, and exercise. I will be packing fruit and nut snacks, as well as sandwiches for the ride up to Minneapolis. <br /><br />My goal is to not drink soft drinks or eat fast food, which are the quick temptation while driving. Kiernan will be travelling with me, so I'll have to remind him why we don't eat junk and make extra time to eat real food. Due to illness I have not been able to work out this week, hopefully I will get a chance for a walk this weekend.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-64813972210109902102012-04-08T17:55:00.004-07:002012-04-08T18:03:14.754-07:00100 Days of Focusing on Health Day 22 (trust)In kickboxing class last Wednesday, I had a revelation that I am learning to trust my body. When I was a child I knew how high I could climb on a pine tree and how fast I could run around the bases in a softball game before falling down or running out of breath. As an adult I have trusted my mind to think quickly or my heart to know the right choice. I have not depended on my body as much. Certainly having children qualifies in this area, but I haven't really pushed myself on a regular basis. Being a whole and healthy person should include a deep awareness of my entire self.<br /><br />I look forward to trusting in my endurance and strength as I bike that extra mile. I look forward to knowing I can swim one more lap than I did the day before. This is my health trajectory, and it takes trust to get there.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430209619396232830.post-14824719077576675592012-04-03T19:17:00.005-07:002012-04-03T19:29:56.111-07:00100 Days of Focusing on Health: Day 21 (reframing)Easter is on the horizon -perhaps you have noticed the aisles and aisles of candy. I have bought my boys a lot of books this year for their Ostara baskets, along with fun pencils and school supplies. There will be some wonderful chocolate eggs, but we really don't need a Hershey branded holiday thank you. Commercialism and sugar seems to be the focus of too many holidays.<br /><br />I definitely remember my childhood basket filled with sweets, but I also enjoyed getting a stuffed bunny or new Spring things. It was great to dye Easter eggs and see what swirls or designs we could manage. I enjoyed hunting for eggs in the bright sunshine and finding an egg before some other kid did. There are fond memories of daffodils and the ever sweet promise of the rebirth of the green spring-time.<br /><br />I want my children to experience more than a sugar hang-over. We can reframe holidays to fit our values and make them meaningful.Julianne Lepp she/herhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00941424441399878648noreply@blogger.com0