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Taking It Personally. . .
Taking It Personally . . . (we were having breakfast with a young friend) From a journal entry after the breakfast. . . . the Teacher speaks . . . Your justification of man at the breakfast table yesterday proved a point. The mate said that Jacob was not what you thought him to be. …
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Love Is The Currency. . .
( I had written. . . ) I really need some one to listen to my words and consider them and tell me there is rest and love and ultimate design in all this. That I can look at the morning and not feel it will be snatched by high noon. That I can walk…
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All Time Is Simultaneous. . holographic universes. . .
June 17, 1984 journal. entry edited only for space . . I was sitting in my chair at the dining room table reading the paper when glancing out the north windows I caught sight of Michael emerging out of his green truck. He was drinking water out of a peanut butter jar and the setting…
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Wandering The Galaxies. . .
Wandering The Galaxies. . . Again, I am here with pictures, primitive to be sure, that I drew of what I encountered in the dream world written on September 9, 1991. Previously I had shown the pictures I had drawn of the gentle fishes in the post on this blog called Worlds I know. .…
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Reverence For Learning. . .
If I was to be an earth shaker, I would first shake man. I would have the apples fall down on his head again and again until some sense would come from the constant bombardment. I would ply him with this food that tells him who he is. I would have him search his inmost…
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Angels Unaware. . .
Angels Unaware. . . Seldom do dreams stay with me, and though there are many diverse opinions on the importance of dreams, in early times they were taken as imperative directions. This one has stayed with me every day for a week. It was a dream of deaf children and it seemed it went…
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A Balanced Judgment. . .
Many Chances. . . I had written that it is a wonderful play on words when we are given a phrase and then run like the wind with it. I had written about ‘a sense of snow’ and someone with this sense can tell you many things when seeing a footprint in the snow and…
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What Is A Mind For? . . .
What is a Mind For?. . . When I read that it is nearly impossible for a youngster in high school to take upon themselves a novel and read it through to report on it, I had trouble believing it. A high school student? And the reporter of the article also had trouble. She took…
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With Hope Eternal. . .
There are times, and this is one of them, that is a heartbreaker. I have long loved this Earth of mine and readers know even as a child I have felt this love. When weather devastates the very places I have known, it is a keen pain. Last week it was Houston and that…
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Gratitude For A Good Teacher. . . Nancy Zieman
Gratitude For A Good Teacher. . . Amid all the events of these weeks, a saddened addition for me was the knowledge that a favorite TV person of mine is retiring due to ill health. For over 30 years Nancy Zieman , (Sewing With Nancy) has been a visitor to my home. I happened…