PRAISE: a blog

All that's amazing and a little science, too.

August 30, 2018

Ajax, a beagle, is the sweetest, stupidest, most stubborn dog I have ever known. He’s pretty typical of hounds, which don’t always make the greatest pets. His consciousness revolves around three things: Love, Smells and Food.

When he was a tiny puppy, Ajax liked to lie...

August 25, 2018

There was a couple strolling past that, for me, expressed the essence of the beach. They’d been for married for a long time. You could tell in the careless way they strolled apart and yet together. He with graying hair and loose shirt fluttering over a once-firm belly....

August 20, 2018

Fairy tales aside, I once fell in love with a toad. I was about ten years old and at a girls’ summer camp, where whenever we weren’t riding horses, we were pretending to be horses.

I must have been building one of those interminable obstacles over which we (the girls, n...

August 15, 2018

There is a river rushing fast, rushing so fast over the shallows, where blunt, gray stones mount to the surface, that a sound like steady rain fills the air. But there is no rain; only the rush of water. The pale morning deepens into purest blue overhead, and dark gree...

August 13, 2018

It was a day when the heat strikes you like a blow. The sun glared through thick air that seemed to slow and swirl around my body in a matrix of sweat and fume. I was walking up Broadway toward Central Park when I saw a man bathing in the fountain at Columbus Circle. I...

August 11, 2018

The definition of  “emerald” is, for me, a mossy rock in the woods. I walk down the rail trail through the forest in the midday heat where the only sounds are my footfalls and the thronging buzz of Neotibicen lyricen, the Lyric Cicadas in the trees. Their tiny tymbals...

August 6, 2018

I’m old enough to have a vague memory of the clacking wooden escalators in Macy’s department store on Thirty-Fourth and Broadway in New York City. It must have been Christmas – time for our annual visit to Santa Claus. In my mind, the escalator sounds like a slow-movin...

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Why write a blog called PRAISE?

A healthy and happy life is based on gratitude. Check the science. Gratitude for the simple, everyday awesome things in life contributes to physical health as well as mental health. Depression causes physical pain as much as pain causes depression. Save your own heart! Steep your life in the language of praise.

©2018 by CELIA WATSON SEUPEL, WRITER