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At Her Bedside
At Her Bedside She would not last long, I thought, frail as she was, lying there with her eyes filling. She said, they are telling me that the only way to get off is to step off. She made circles with her hand while she lay in the bed, as white as the sheets she…
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Privacy And Secrecy
There is a world of difference between privacy and secrecy. One can ask for privacy and choose it for one’s life but secrecy is another matter altogether. It is drawing a cover or placing some barrier between what one does on one side and with explicit orders not to be viewed by the other. Yet…
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Dreamed Into Being
His hand came down on the table with a thump! If anyone can create a world, he said, you can! I knew nothing about world creation but this Philosopher-Lawyer son of ours who gifted me with his conversation hours into years as he returned home for treatment of his health issue, led me to new…
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Thoughtful Responses
Because their responses to the question of who to take with you to answer your puzzling questions on this hero’s journey were succinct and well thought out, both Lois and Mark will have the chance to name their choice of rewards . So when they e mail me with their choices, I will be happy…
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Riding The Ethers
Riding The Ethers We are what we are for if we understood what we could be we would take our show on the road as an example. To push our ideals on another will only ostracize us from the love that struggles to make it to the finish line. When love is not, nothing else…
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Your Highest and Best
Because I did not, due to lack of forethought, post the photos of the books, Kiss The Moon and The Last Bird Sings, and also the wall quilt which I will be offering, I do so today and hope that with the photos will come a few more comments. For those of you who…
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Papa, I Plead Now. . . . .
The Strange Bequest There was a man, a slim man, whose head was bedecked with a white cloud and whose eyes saw dreams he could not articulate. He sat one day staring into space and when I questioned him, he said, ‘I am sitting and watching the grass grow.’ I hesitated far too…
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Who Would You Choose and . . . . Why???
Who Would You Choose and . . . . . .Why?? When Dante did his pilgrimage in his well known Comedy, he took with him for his mentor, Virgil. Virgil was a philosopher and poet and were the reasons, partly, why he chose him as his companion. And the reasons are interesting in themselves since…
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And They Believed
And They Believed It has been said with anger that I set the bar too high for mere mortals to scale. It was not for them the bar was set but for me, to rise as high as the immanent god had deemed for me. I could not know that they would try to jump…
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And We Only Begin
When I wrote the post for my blog entitled ‘I Would Teach’ it was about how I came to the conclusion that the reasons for our lessons, if they can be called that, are logical consequences of our inadvertent or knowledgeable actions. And the underlying basis has Intelligence and that Intelligence evolves as our intelligence…