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Life’s Biggest High . . .
Life’s Biggest High. . . . Because of the pandemic, we get to see an aspect of newscasters working from home and giving home tours inadvertently. When the sober and serious doctor was commenting on the President’s health, the doctor’s grandson played hide and seek behind the awesome doctor with a laugh breaking out…
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Running Late. . . .
(Of late my head has too many ideas wanting a voice, even when I sit and want to write a simple catch up note. The Muses, or my Spirit Within or God About seize the moment and wish it learned. . .so Jane, here is the letter I meant to send. . . ) Jane,…
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We Must Learn From Our Past. . . . .
It was 1974 that I awakened early and wrote what I remembered. The past is still happening, the future has already happened and here in the present, we race to catch up with it. . . . . forgetting the years of my walking around the neighborhood when presented with concepts too hard to absorb. …
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The Important Words . . . .in all languages. . . .
My head is still spinning with things surfacing as if I am on memory enhancers. My take on this day is my word, my bond, my trust, my love and my honor by my teacher. It seems the meaning of those words have been lost in the jargon of our days and everything means whatever…
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Closely. . .on the altar of our hearts. . . . .
This has been a difficult week for me. Health issues put me in the hospital for 3 days and I am grateful for this time to sort out the rest of my days. I wish to share with my readers some thoughts again that have been voiced on my blog. When you know,…
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Toward a Destiny. . . . .
Wild geese move within the moments of their destiny framing patterns; struck upon the naked sky. Clocked by indiscreet motions they move in gentler waves instinctively. A buoyancy feathered, sustained by automatic evolution, lay garnered, taken by trust. Confirmed of their geesehood, they soar, with speed amid the chastening winds and luring skies.…
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A Resting Place. . . .
Conclusions are reached by methodical circumcision. We cut apart our hearts and yield what we can. ***** There will always be those things which cost dearly and have no remunerative value. They may be outside our frame of reference but are recognized when the time is right. Then you know you have paid dearly…
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I Am Glad We Are Found. . . .
Wherever we are, it seems only meet and proper to have August cease its summer heat and prepare mentally for the oncoming North Wind. It seems it has forgotten about us blistering in the heat. I am glad we are found. Though conditions prevent our entry back to the classroom in many places, …
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When We Handicap Our Young. . . .
They were just children with a love offering. It glinted in the ground and when picked up it glittered as a star in the sky. Of course it would be given to the one loved most! And with grimy hand and full heart it was. With words accompanying the gift, they spilled as starbeams through…
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Given. . . With A Promise. . .
With a Promise. . . With the ongoing grief affecting so many in our nation, this was a gift given and I share with you. Our thoughts have a weight and those needing those thoughts are open to us. There will be a tomorrow somewhere. . . and we are asked to live…