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I Take Your Hand. . .
0bservations from an almost 50 year old mother to 3 sons in their late twenties. . . Journaled in June of 1980—— now an aged, almost 91 mother with a very tired head and a compromised immune system sporting a half dozen conditions ready for a nap . . . May, 2022 As a…
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Because of Love and Balance, not Fear. . .
On December 30, 2017 I wrote the following. I edit only for space and my comments in the writing since then . . . I sat with my coffee and thought vengeance is mine saith the lord and took it to say with my vision, ahhh yeah. There is balance and I will write it.…
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Fun With An Idea. . . .
I remember walking from the garage to the house and wondering if my mate would see the work I did in the yard that had taken me till dark to do. And I was thinking of the Christmas tree I had once put up, sawing off the trunk to fit the holder, stringing blue lights…
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a mountain top experience. . . .
I had intended to send an email to a friend and instead with this quirk of a mind which is mine, it took to be an essay. When finished I thought better than to send it. The reason being another trip to the hospital last weekend in dire straits. An early cardiologist appointment on Friday…
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All Creatures great and small. . .
In reading Bedlamfarm.com about simple changes in their three dogs leading to a concern, it brought to mind this whole pandemic we have been tangling with. Not only our concern with humanity but with the creatures we live with. I am certain we have had more differences of opinions these past two years…
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What if it is true. . . just for today. . .
What if it is true. . . . .just for today. . . . The thought occurred to me what if whatever we think is true. . . just for today? How would it affect me and life around me? How would it affect you being related in thought with me? What if it were…
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Like Silly Putty In The Hands Of Children. . . . .
. . . .I got to thinking about this dream that made this world and all in it. I have been thinking about Michael Talbot who figured out that this was a holographic universe and everything in it was a soup kitchen. Soupy and until we looked at it to name it and because…
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Observations. . .from my lifetimes. . .
If you do not intend to look back, it’s best to remember to lift the plow. ***** Wishes are as potent a force as fishes swimming in live water. ***** Under adverse conditions, we become more of what we are. ***** To think is a holy obligation. And to be held accountable should follow. We…
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What’s A Mind For?
Somethings Learned While Scrubbing. . (with no help and no money we called it work, and did not know it was multi tasking. . ) I scribed. . .January 16, 1994. . . . When capacities are stretched continually, compassion fatigue is a condition when all avenues are locked into emotions. It is no surprise…
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We Had But One Name. . . .(in Genesis)
Perhaps Doris Lessing and I would not be close friends because of commitment. But I can and do admire her brilliance with the written word and some of her ideas. Two things of value stand out. The first is of long standing and I spent hours locating this source only to find it at midnight…