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All We Have Is The Moment. . .
It seems strange to be living with devices that usurp time that could be spent with persons, either beloveds or would be friends. These devices take precedence over relationships that would enhance life to the utmost or heal encounters that would promote peace. How we have let celluloid people on the wall take precedence…
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A Presence. . .all you can do. .
I am calling to touch base with you. It has been too long since we chatted I said. And after a surprised response she started and went on at great length finding her own equilibrium. I could do nothing for her except be an ear to listen. She called me the next day with gratitude…
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Rocking The Boat. . .
He was five years old and did not want to go back to kindergarten. I don’t want to read to the class while the teacher teaches the green color to the other kids. I don’t want to read the baby books he said because he was already reading higher grades by himself. The teacher was…
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The Journey Begins. . .
What Have You Done? (understanding) They will ask, what have you done with your life and in truth I will answer. I have alibied and done laundry for a world so soiled that even bleach couldn’t reach. I have waited for the winter snows to cover the debris to give surcease to eyes that tire. …
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If I Could See Me. . .
I was getting dinner for Sunday noon. I was in the process of setting the table and finishing up. I was listening to Carl Hass give his voluminous views on classical music radio when I heard him say Bach’s little suite. And when I listened it was the same feeling I had when I…
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Commitment; a sacred obligation. . .
Scribed journal entry of 24 years ago to compare to today’s events. Who would argue the quantum theory that all time is simultaneous? The journal entry began. . . your inlaw mother told you that she wishes she had known you, that you had been her teacher. She knows you present a healthy attitude…
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By Divine Grace. . .
When it comes to memory, how do we separate what is currently ours? Yet the question should be, what is not ours when we are part of humankind? What can we separate from since we do not know what it is we have participated in since time began? Have we lived before? What is…
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Time To Listen. . . .
Time To Listen It is not as easy as it seems. Try to think, to place in mind a picture of a Being other than human. We have our science fiction writers who give us caricatures of what they suppose we would accept. The images in fact may be actual. Consider that. I had awakened…
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A Matter Of Heart. . .
(It was after a family wedding that I was getting thank yous off to everyone. I kept letters to those I wrote so I would not forget anyone. In rereading journals I came across this one to my mother, Jenny, that I would like to share. It spoke my heart and on this Mother’s…
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A Place Of Rest. . . .
There can be less stress and stronger heartbeats if the persons involved could call upon what it is they know to help relieve situations, and if not situations, then relieve themselves . In every place, in every nook and cranny that houses a soul, there is a place to go. If not physically, then within. …