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All Children: Righteously Entitled. . . my need to see. . . .
This weekend the grandparents of Emma E. came to visit and brought with them a book. This book is a creative endeavor of the artist Claudia who has graciously illustrated so much of my work. This time the grandfather of this child has charmingly caught both granddaughter and grandmother reading. When Emma E. comes to…
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A Cosmic Hug. . .
A Cosmic Hug. . I had a dear brother in law who said he liked asking me questions because he knew I researched everything I opinioned. Unless I had either experience or knowledge, I refrained expression. I considered his a high compliment. So when I learned of gravity or weighted blankets, I began the long…
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Every Day Is A Beginning. . .
I was asked to go back to the first journals to throw some light onto the path I had taken. When approaching the last decade of almost a century it is hard to imagine me ever being young. Coming into the world with an open head, meaning one with vivid memories, it was…
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I Endow My World. . a hyacinth for her soul. . . .
A hyacinth for her soul. . . When I first started blogging, 8 years ago in 3 months, I was given a voice. I had just had my 80th birthday and hoped to crowd the ethers with a particular view. I was told I was ‘many dimensional in kaleidoscopic perspective.’ Come again? In the vernacular…
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How High Up You Reach. . . .
(Excerpt from a letter) From what I know, because my own hero’s journey was strewn with rocks and unbelievables, and has taken a lifetime, I want to say if it has value, mull it over. If it does not apply, discard for the moment. My good friend Jan often said, ‘don’t laugh, this time next…
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Questions To Ask. . Life Giver or Taker. . .
There are 2 questions to ask of any situation. Is it a life giver or is it a life taker? If it is a life taker, we stop immediately. At the moment you feel life is threatened you stop. To be less than compassionate is to befoul the learning. To be less than one’s best…
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Challenging the Ethers. . .
Challenging the Ethers. . . with today’s vernacular is a noble attempt. Hard to find an ancient mind not colored by the passing centuries.) If man is the result of the whim of the Potter, how dependable is the Potter? ***** Or is the lump of clay thrown willy nilly at the whim of the…
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Bless The Experience. . .
When this was first published a letter arrived thanking me because it was used in a eulogy for a person who was difficult at best. No words of gratitude for this life could be found by anyone who had not been deeply affected by this wounded soul. That they found these words to give them…
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it will follow as the night the day, the bard says. .
I guess it all is a matter of how you look at life because it will determine your path and your prejudices . And you will ultimately determine how you go about your life. My glaring fault according to my sister and my mother who no doubt discussed this failing in detail was that…
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With Names Attached. . .
He called me gullible. Is it the same as trusting I asked? He blanched. And he had reason to. There is nothing in the common vernacular to put nuance into words touching the heart. When I watch the Morning Joe and Mika program and listen to the worldly guests I wonder the world I…