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Where Are You Going Absalom? . . . .
I’ve Been Before To Paradise. . . I was told that you cannot wait for anyone else to do what is yours to do. They do not have your particular understanding nor your vision. The future will be turned one page at a time and you will find your name on it. But do not…
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No Place To Go. . .
No Place To Go. . . .the children have to grow up. . . . As I look back on things, as we are apt to do when we wish to make sense out of a life that at times held little, I find more things connect. Yet small incidents were crucial for the larger…
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Worlds I know. . .
The psychiatrist sat at his desk in that small office and said tell me what you see when you go down Michigan Avenue. Everything? I asked. Everything, he said. I closed my eyes and began. When I was finished he whistled through his teeth. You know, he said, others don’t see what you see. …
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Beneath My Heart. . .
I was lying in the hospital bed and knowing that my body was having a difficult time. I was clear of head knowledgeable when I saw the figure at the foot of my bed. And an arm was raised clothed in a grey robe and the hand was outstretched. I lay there with both arms…
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We All Take The Journey. . . sometime. .
We All Take The Journey. . . sometime When I approach a subject that some find uncomfortable, I am told bluntly, I don’t want to go there. Some people simply find it untenable to think outside their comfort zone. But we all will take the journey to the center of who we are…
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Affirmation For All Of Us. . .
Affirmation For All Of Us. . . Many times I come across something in my journals I would like to share. It could be a feeling or a thought connected with some of my reading, but mostly it is because my thought processes were of things I held in high value. Such was the entry…
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An Advanced Form Of Thinking. . .
An Advanced Form Of Thinking. . . When the doctor stood at the door of the ward and worried and mourned the death of the newborns and their mothers, he observed the young doctors moving from one bed to another. He noted also they only wiped detritus from their hands with a dirty rag. …
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Owning The Experience. . .
Owning the experience. . . He was just seven years old and hurt and upset because his brothers and his dad questioned his knowledge. How do you know, they asked him, how do you know? He stormed past the dining room table and shouted at them. I know that I know! And I heard…
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No Rush To Judgement. . .
No Rush To Judgement. . .I am 85 so there is no rush to judgement. These are conclusions with thoughtful consideration in this third of a series. Is this how the rest of the world works? That they have no inner motivations and can find nothing to spur them on? Some said they couldn’t…
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The Dark Side Man Calls His Humanity. . .
(When I sat in my first Philosophy class and the Instructor was explaining the different ways of looking at life, he went into detail about how some teachers thought every day life was illusion, not real. There was snickering of course because how could such details as study and tests be not…