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Differing Perspectives. . .
There are those who close their eyes to what it is they see because they know what they see will contradict what they choose to believe. ***** The look of innocence is the state of shock. That level where the soul has rested, the mind has stopped pursuing and spirit dares not delve deeper. *****…
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Proof That We Came and Were. . . .
‘what is eaten at the table for conversation will determine the digestion of the world’s table.’ the teacher. . . After The Gathering. . . . I take the lemon wax and spray and wipe to a fine polish, the table where food and love have been served. I take the memories from the…
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The Evolution Revolution. . .the boot is lifting. . .
And the children shall lead them he said. And we will listen to the children. There will be stories about where they came from and who they saw. And I asked the four year old, did you have a good time with Annie? Her name isn’t Annie he said , it is Olivia. And…
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First, It Was a Dialogue. . .(they did not know. . . )
How do you do it? I barrel down into my center and listen with my inner ear and hear what my heart says. It is within that I have my world. This is what and where I am at home. And this is not something that can be taught. It is how the twig is…
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The Last Illusion. . . .Privacy. . .
It seems our heads should be our bastion of privacy. At least we thought so except we think now it is also the last illusion we hold. For among us walk those whose heads are like magnets. Picking up thoughts lying profusely about, without an anchor. But there they sit ready for the…
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Just For You. . . You Are Worth It. . . .
I guess one could call me legitimately broken as a human being this morning. I sit here with my headband made of 1 inch elastic stretched to the measurement of my head covered with a casing of fabric to look a bit fashionable. It helps a head that hurts but with no side effects…
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For Sitting On The Porch. . . .
Few of us have means to hire out the prep work necessary to maintain our homes. And getting the porch stained and ready to enjoy the summer is ours to do. To sit at night, to wrap up the day, is such a simple thing and yet it is food for our souls we are…
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Even The Inanimate. . . God Participants All. . .
With my coffee I sat and read the entry stating vengeance is mine saith the Lord. And to me it meant balance. Man was at the place of growth at the time, with the concept of balance needing to be introduced. And for man the concept had to come from that greater something man worshiped.…
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The Why of a Life. . . .
She was a young friend and unable to see the many aspects of ‘why did I settle for so little?’ with the direction my life took. When the full impact of the time of her birth with the battle for equal rights and the still emerging weight of the question she asked connected, she would…
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When Words Wound. . .Evolution Halts. . . .
Words Wound. . . Evolution Halts. . . Children are wounded when they first tell a truth that is uncomfortable or embarrassing to their audience. And no doubt it is a much loved parent the child is excitedly telling something. But realizing they are saying something hurtful or worse laughable when the child speaks…