April 2009
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Soul Trail
I was in her home today, way in and able to see so much. All the insides to the many many packages I had delivered over the years. I am not sure what I expected, but how fun to see… Continue reading
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There she was……
She didn’t know, as she twirled on the tire swing, her hair grabbed by the breeze and taken prisoner, the tree creaked above, the sound mingling with her carefree laughter, her white sandals scuffed by the moist soil below, the… Continue reading
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Sisters
Three Sisters, three lives, three dreams, One Source. Each life has it's own path, unknown to all and maybe even her. Each life is filled with passions for things she wants to do. Each life has sorrows, failures and growth.… Continue reading
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Bucket
Hands. Simple hands. They speak a language of their own. What makes them tell their story, what makes them do what they do, what powers these hands, makes them move, or lay silently. Hands. It seems to me they… Continue reading
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Mental Lady………a poem by my brother.
I see a lady, with bushy eyebrows and a faraway stare. Who would appear to be mental to you. She is not responsible for your thoughts about her. You are your thoughts, while appearing not be mental. Turn that… Continue reading
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Reality
Names. What does a name mean? You call someone by their name, or even by their title. What does that mean? What does that really tell you about a person, and what does it cover up? A name covers things… Continue reading
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Trying.
What does being the voice of your life mean? How do you temper what comes out, what stays in, what to say and where? Are there rules that say when we speak and how, even to whom do we speak.… Continue reading
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Two Ways
The two different ways to experience this world! The first, like you are the main character in a wonderfully delightful suspenseful book! Where all around you are scenes of intrigue, stories untold, places you are excited to explore, people with… Continue reading
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The little blue note…
Sometimes you are just floating along in your day, and out of nowhere the past comes and stops you dead. Unexpected and loud, it blows away the energy of inspiration taking with it your happy day. You are made to… Continue reading