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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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It Will Be Said. . . .
It will be said. . . . (It will be said that I talk to myself. If this is the case, I challenge all to find words for what I do and ask that you find words to describe and do likewise. Perhaps you will find not words in our language but a…
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The Great Ahhhhman. . . . .
Your Answers Will Be Sufficient. . . . The path to understanding the other is begun by understanding ourselves. When we begin the inward path to self knowledge, we can then view ourselves with compassion and then view others with compassion. All knowledge is applicable to the self. It is not worthy of the name…
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Gods Searching For an Enduring Peace. . . .
Life: a many faceted phenomenon. . . It is possible that what is called hardening of the arteries is given the dreaded name of Alzheimers or dementia is the brain’s evolution brought about by aging or psychological trauma. Either of those would be reason enough for portions of the brain closing. But what happens should…
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Adam, where art thou? . .
(In transferring data into subject titles from my journals for easy reference into the computer, I come across discussions which answer some questions I am now asked. Some of the discussions have been with our sons whom I have mentioned in my posts. They have been my best teachers. In philosophy questions I have bowed…
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The Keys Of The Kingdom. . . .
The Keys of the Kingdom. . . My good friend appeared at the door and said you have to learn to play and we start now. Alas, another argument begun about our differences , proving again opposites can be friends. It is my good fortune and sometimes a curse to have the ability to view…
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Prayer In Concert. . .
In Conference. . . I was a young girl when the priest came to our home and my mother saying. ‘I don’t know who teaches her because I don’t. I don’t know where she gets her ideas.’ Years of criticism for my different ideas but my work habits were praised. I was diligent, thorough and…
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Conversations: World Creation. . .
Conversations: World Creation . . . If it were not for the fact that our David came home for chemo treatment on a regular basis and he and I had dinner together at home, I would never have had the mind bending conversations we did. It was then I learned of world creation for…
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A Need To Know. . .
In the sixties I wrote a poem called Resolution which ended with the following lines. (excerpt from Resolution) I have come into the Light but what to do? On the day I was one, I became two. Now I am two. What to do but seek and seek again until I find I walk…
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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. .…