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	<title>Nourish Cafe</title>
	<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog</link>
	<description>Writing about How I find Meaning in the Mundane.</description>
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		<title>In Trusted Time</title>
		<description>When she saw the glass-enclosed lights dangling from the ceiling and the full yellow orchids in glass tunnels, she smiled. It was a beautiful hotel, just as she had expected.

The bar was filled with velvet couches and plush chairs and the menu was just as she had hoped: innovative and ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/11/13/in-trusted-time/</link>
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		<title>The Evolution of Yiddish</title>
		<description>"...study its form and structure, you discover its deliberate and fundamental artificiality - it is the language of people who are interested in 'the maintenance of difference, the conscious preservation of the self and thus of strangeness.'"
-- The New Yorker, p. 39, Nov. 10, 2008 issue

An article about Sidney Weinberg, ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/11/09/the-evolution-of-yiddish/</link>
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		<title>Homemade</title>
		<description>In the morning, I swirled white-whole-wheat flour in the Cuisinart with yeast, warm water, salt, olive oil and rosemary. Pressed the button, Shaya standing on a chair beside me, bouncing on his sock-toed feet as the noise overtook the kitchen.

I waited for the moment of clarity, when the ingredients came ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/11/06/homemade/</link>
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		<title>Away</title>
		<description>It was dark as we walked from the sushi restaurant to the quiet and shuttered Jewish main street. Even the observant had finished evening services that Friday night and gone home to warm soup, red wine and fresh loaves.

I hadn't lit candles. I hadn't said a single blessing. I hadn't ushered in ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/11/04/away/</link>
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		<title>FALL COLOR</title>
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I’ve always loved the fall. The variety and veracity of color, a vibrant landscape of warm, rich colors, sending a message of pensive brilliance against clear sky. 
The air cools, and the days shorten. I don’t like the additional darkness, waking in blackness and finishing the dinner dishes to a ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/10/29/fall-color/</link>
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		<title>The Safe Haven of Childhood</title>
		<description>I'm writing an article for AARP: The Magazine about the Simms Elementary School sixth-grade class of 1968 reunion and what I keep hearing from alumni is that reconnecting with childhood friends freed them to be themselves.

When I was a student at Forest Elementary School in Farmington Hills, I walked up a ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/10/28/the-safe-haven-of-childhood/</link>
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		<title>Three Times A Charm</title>
		<description>I've always believed that when a person, a name, a place, a sign, an idea comes before me again and again and again, that's the universe trying to tell me something.

Years ago, my best friend Katie bought me a book about Jewish meditation - but I have yet to crack ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/10/27/three-times-a-charm/</link>
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		<title>Using What I Have</title>
		<description>My little boy is in a bed now, the crib unbolted and packed away in the basement. Just now, I checked on him in the night-dark, his arms flung up and out, his head tilted to one side on the pillow, his room bathed in the orange light of his ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/10/24/152/</link>
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		<title>Lovin&#8217; the Local</title>
		<description>Kids in too-big Detroit Pistons T-shirts peeked through the metal criss-cross of the fence as the pro basketball team bus pulled up. A police car blocked off the street at the traffic light. Passers-by peered past the people in blue shirts and pants with "crowd control" buttons.

When I said hello ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/10/21/lovin-the-local/</link>
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		<title>Skimming the Surface</title>
		<description>Women start careers in business with the same level of intelligence, education, and commitment as men. Yet comparatively few reach the top echelons. -- The McKinsey Quarterly, September 2008

This report (which you can find by subscribing here) describes five dimensions of a supreme leadership model:

* meaning: using your core strengths in ...</description>
		<link>http://www.LynneSchreiber.com/blog/2008/10/20/skimming-the-surface/</link>
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