October 2012
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No, is the most loving response
"Even though love does always give the loving response in a situation, sometimes the loving response in a situation is no." Marianne Williamson What I believe is the biggest stumbling block in being a free and a loving individual is… Continue reading
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Being in your Truth.
"My mom said she learned how to swim. Someone took her out in the lake and threw her off the boat. That's how she learned how to swim. I said, “Mom, they weren't trying to teach you how to swim.”… Continue reading
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Family Tree
I have been drawn to trees….Artful Trees, Trees with buttons for their leaves, and whimsical looking trees….so, I began creating a tree. This began right before my father died. I loved the background, my hand-dyed fabric, and I called it… Continue reading
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Just Like Her
Is it possible to engage with one man whose roles are so far apart and not pick one? How can you manage in your mind an abusing father and not have to pick one as the majority? Is it possible… Continue reading
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Not as I do
I can see there is a niche market for cards; cards that fit the imperfect situation. It has been interesting to be the subject that is hard to deal with, yet again. Being a child of a known pedophile isn't… Continue reading
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Wounded Child
A thought that rolled around in my head last night was the sentiment "We are dealing with abuse, for we are taking care of him (Ray). Which does imply that you are aware of who he is. But, are you… Continue reading
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Not Shady!
In the past week, I sold my jeep and found another one…online. I called the place and began speaking to the salesman…Shadi. Yep, Shady is what I called him. I gave him a rough time about a "Used Car Salesman… Continue reading
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Hopeless is being Free!
In my last post, I mentioned 9 siblings going to Dallas….that is true they went. But, I have been told it wasn't for a 'collective mourning'. They went to see each other and to be with each other. But, they… Continue reading
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He is a dad
I was caught off guard by how many went to Dallas when my father passed on…from what I can gather, and it may be a false reading, but 9 siblings and my mother gathered at his death. I know there… Continue reading
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Abuse Died with Ray
When I began writing, it was in a journal….silently. I wrote to find out who I was, what I believed upon and who my choices served. I wrote and I wrote and I wrote. At the time I was… Continue reading
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