Books
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Loving What Is…
We would rather be ruined than changed;We would rather die in our dreadThan climb the cross of the momentAnd let our illusions die.~W.H. Auden What is so unreal is that we believe we can stop change that it is… Continue reading
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Take Care Of You!
“If you had to take care of yourself, as you take care of others, what would you do for yourself?” This question was asked on Oprah’s Soul Series on Sirius Radio as she spoke with Geneen Roth. The woman… Continue reading
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Serves Me!
In Waking, by Matthew Sanford, he writes again about his experience with yoga. “Maha mudra is a strange pose. In yogic lore, if a yogi practices it enough, he or she can eat anything, even something poisonous. Regardless, it… Continue reading
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As I Yoga Along
“A monk sits cross-legged in the middle of the road, meditating on existence. A powerful insight consumes him: He and the Universe are One. He intuits further that the Universe, being One, would never harm him itself. And as long… Continue reading
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Affirmed by His Experiences
Maha Mudra, a chapter from Waking by Matthew Sanford. “When I return home from the hospital, everything seems the same – my blue velvet chair, the sounds of my fridge, the creaking of my wood floors. Everything except for… Continue reading
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Waking
In Matthew Sanford’s book, “Waking” he writes in the chapter called “Body Memories”. “I am in the hospital, but what am I healing? Is it my back or is it my past? Whatever it is, I am on fire.… Continue reading
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All or None Religion.
My mothering skills have huge pockets of All or Nothing options, accented with control and responsibility that is overly dramatic and leaves me with little options to manuver through issues that I find are out of my control. While… Continue reading
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Triumph….
In Carolyn Jessop’s book, “Triumph, she writes about Mind Control. “I started studying mind control after I escaped. I truly had had no idea that I’d been in a dangerous cult. I’d seen the FLDS referred to online as… Continue reading
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Caught
One last section from ‘Sickened’…by Julie Gregory. Spring thaws the farmhouse, and in front of the mirrors, my breasts begin to form. They get white, tigerlike stretch marks on their sides from a burst of growth. My hipbones expand… Continue reading