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the price of forgiveness | life as art
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The price of forgiveness. August 13, 2015. August 13, 2015. There is a person. And who’s actions were. There is a person who caused me. Not for the better. It was for me. They neither know, or care. I don’t feel anything. Is this the price you pay? For forgiving emotional tyrants? Life as I would like it →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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tangled energy | life as art
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August 8, 2014. Yep, my good old friend dyslexia came to visit last night, luckily it was just for fun. During a guided imagery session last night the woman leading the imagery used the phrase tangled energy. What a descriptive phrase this is. So often at day’s end or during a moment of delight, stress and distress we have all these different types of energy jumbled up inside of us. So what can we do? How can we tease these disparate energies apart? Ripping away the old →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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I’m Hungry | life as art
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October 10, 2014. She humbled me, made me question how many souls are in my sphere in need that I never even notice. There are so many hungers. So many people crying out in need. Some can verbalize it, some have it scream from there very beings and some suffer silently knowing that no one will ever come to their rescue. I try to remember that no one will feed me, no one will bring me comfort except me. No one can create meaning in my life but me and a meaningful life is a full belly. What is your hunger?
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September 16, 2016. Or the fear of it, with certain things. In a few areas. Make my blood run cold. It’s the monster under the bed. September 13, 2016. There are things that need to be released. After all the years of practice it’s still hard. But drawing pretty birds soothes the spirit. August 22, 2016. Sometimes all it takes is one second. To discover a happy place. To fall in love. And it can stay with you forever. Even on the cold and lonely nights. To keep you warm and happy. August 17, 2016. As ye ...
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creativity and life | life as art
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September 15, 2014. Life happens and sometimes the stuff that happens in life is unpleasant. Sometimes what happens in life is so unpleasant that we become frozen in the moment. In the negative feelings. In the negative actions of others and our reactions to those actions. Over the past month there has been a series of occurrences that threatened the very bedrock of my life. About the future and my ability to discern the motives of those around me. So happy, it’s back. Ripping away the old.
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October | 2014 | life as art
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October 10, 2014. She humbled me, made me question how many souls are in my sphere in need that I never even notice. There are so many hungers. So many people crying out in need. Some can verbalize it, some have it scream from there very beings and some suffer silently knowing that no one will ever come to their rescue. I try to remember that no one will feed me, no one will bring me comfort except me. No one can create meaning in my life but me and a meaningful life is a full belly. What is your hunger?
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Can you? | life as art
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June 24, 2015. June 24, 2015. Grandma Esther’s Angel Pie: Part 2. The price of forgiveness →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Writing 101: Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration. Today’s twist: write the post in the form of a letter. | life as art
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Writing 101: Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration. Today’s twist: write the post in the form of a letter. June 19, 2014. June 19, 2014. My Dear old friend Fear,. Truly, without you I would no longer be on this earth and I have nothing but gratitude for your interventions. There are fewer days ahead of me then behind me, these are the halcyon days of my life. Before you know it I will be too old t...
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I’m Hungry | life as art
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October 10, 2014. She humbled me, made me question how many souls are in my sphere in need that I never even notice. There are so many hungers. So many people crying out in need. Some can verbalize it, some have it scream from there very beings and some suffer silently knowing that no one will ever come to their rescue. I try to remember that no one will feed me, no one will bring me comfort except me. No one can create meaning in my life but me and a meaningful life is a full belly. What is your hunger?
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pity me not | life as art
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July 28, 2014. 8220;Pity is a benign form of abuse”, this was said by Michael J. Fox and when you think about it’s actually much worse. We cannot connect with someone without a strong feeling of empathy, sympathy and understanding. Pity really does not allow for someone to preserve their self respect, their self esteem. You must be able to reach a hand out or share a heart to assist and offer emotional support. No one wants help offered with a side of pity. Ah my old friend fear. Tangled energy →. You ar...
