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It Is A Gift. . . .
‘Each lifetime lived adds to the cumulative sense of loss.’ the teacher All Who I Am. . . I feel the pull of the Polish one bent over her bread board, pounding, kneading, smoothing the egg dough into a satiny mound. Raisins, like eyes, half buried in the fleshy loaf, stare at me, daring…
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What a relief it is!. . . ‘me’ time at last. . . .
Emma E. pushes her chair to the desk, gets her favorite book and sets herself up for a little ‘me’ time. . . .
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it is all for real. . . we must care what we do. . . .
November 4, 2019—the night before, Sunday the 3rd of November I read the following and it undid me. I will write more of this time later but need to post the edited journal entry of Oct 24, ’91. I have only been familiar with quantum theory since 2015 and Michael Talbot’s holographic universe. This has…
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Scribing Selections. . .
Scribing Selections. . . . The world opens and closes to give us glimpses momentarily. But these glimpses of the view linger to haunt us forever. ***** What you see is not what you get. What you get is what you see. ***** What stays in the mind is easier to relate to than…
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You just gotta laugh sometimes. . . .
Grampa says. . . . when the grandparents are SLOW, you sometimes have to do the set up work YOURSELF ! no job too big, or girl too small, we are kin so do them all !
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What Will You Do?. . . .
What Will You Do. . .when they tell you? Only by observing on a constant basis the differences of genetics and environment on your own children, can you begin to see how unequal we are born. This has been an ongoing study for me because of my own differences and peculiarities as compared to…
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Claim The Difference. . .
Claim The Difference. . . From a July 24,’84 entry—-because I have integrated simultaneous time during my adult life (it was not easy and I also am familiar with dimensions of no time with dream frames posted on my blog), the following was an early topic of discussion (from a cosmic view, yesterday).…
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The Farm Woman. . .
Someone probably said, considering there is nothing new under the sun, I knew the journey my spirit would take would be the one closest to my heart. That would be the earth and sky of course, a farm. The details would be only as difficult as I could overcome and not more than…
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When Knowledge Obligates. . . .
The Teacher speaks. . and I scribed. . . .When you realize that understanding is a bigger or heavier burden than not understanding, your behavior or course of action is already decided. The reason is this. When you have the knowledge, you have the obligation. Not knowing the reason for a person’s behavior gives…
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We Are Not Invisible, either. . . .
In February of 2001 I journaled that I had a feeling pass over me that said (not the first time) that this world is but a fragment of illusion. The reality is that there is no reality. That when we leave we take our world but it stays in our memory bank like a…