As the Table Turns.

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ON THE ROCKS

I assure you dear, I don’t need you. When and if I do, I will surely let you know, but do not hold your breath.

To say I need you is like taking us back to a place where we initially jumped off the cliff and took that leap of faith into yet another brutal lesson, which was one of nonattachment. To turn back the clock and suction the sand through the top of the hourglass once more, would be self-defeating, no? Afterall, your reason and advice didn’t fall on deaf ears, I assure you. On top of that, I’d rather not pretend to be something I am not to suit this insatiable need to save all from simply living their lives, quite contently, I might add.

I fear that no, it is much more on the flipside. In your quest for eager ears, submissive souls and weakened vessels to…

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TRIP ADVISOR. AN HONEST LOOK INTO DREAMS TULUM, RESORT & SPA. (Let’s Get Out of Here Before I Blame This On Jesus, TRIP).

Poor Jesus.Thumbs up to being nice to Jesus,

ON THE ROCKS

So, my best friend and I have this running inside joke about the time I blamed something on Jesus. Poor Jesus! He always gets my wrath in the end, or at least that is the way it was. But really, I was talking about our Bell Boy in the Riviera Maya, named Jesus.

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Jesus and Liz. Jesus is giving my best friend the thumbs up and that was GOOD NEWS!

I used to always curse Jesus and blame him for everything that went wrong in my life before this trip. At this point in my life, I had not quite yet discovered the Art of Free Will nor the art of Gratitude, so someone had to be blamed for my misfortunes. And my best friend knew this and witnessed this on more than one occasion in my life. Although, this time was a tad ridiculous and shall I even venture to…

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You Needn’t.

I loved it so much I cried.

ON THE ROCKS

You don’t understand. In your misunderstanding, I sought out validation that these people came into my life for my highest good, so please, go ahead – misunderstand me.

You needn’t censor me. In your censorship, I found my voice, so please, go ahead – censor me.

You needn’t feel apathy toward me. In your apathy, I found empathy for those in need and for my own worth. I’m interested and concerned for a reason and I thrive, so please, go ahead – feel apathy.

You needn’t feel resentful of me. In your resentment, I found a way to escape my jealousy of you and free myself of ego and soul ties that held me back for eons, so please, go ahead – and be resentful.

You needn’t feel rage toward me. In your rage, I mustered up all the counteractive love I could for myself and became the light I…

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Kaldahl (Appel) House

I lived here with my sister and parents in 1995-7

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Glenwood 150th logoThis post is part of a collection of posts written in 2016 for Glenwood’s 150 year celebration. To see the map and full list of locations included in the walking tour, click here.

Kaldahl / Appel House & Ice Creamery, 28 2nd Avenue SW.  

It was built in 1916 and finished in stucco and field stone. The back building was an ice cream factory. Edwin Kaldahl’s sons were expert ski jumpers. His son Oliver “Tuddy” Kaldahl managed the Lakeside Ballroom for many years.

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Kaldahl, Edwin 027 Edwin Kaldahl  in 1916 – owner of the house and the Ice Cream Factory.

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