childhood
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Where Love Lives.
A lifetime ago, I used to go Caroling with my siblings. One year I made us all scarves to wear. The simple joys of the holidays. Being a creative person, each Christmas I would try and make them all something.… Continue reading
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His Daughter to Live hers Well.
Dates on the calendar can stir up memories – a glimmer of significance to the day. My father would have turned 96 today – he’s been gone now 13 years – but he was gone for me long before that… Continue reading
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Hear Their Cries.
It is that time a year when on my route, I get to see babies in nature. The ones I particularly love, are the fawns. They are so wobbly and tiny, and yet expected to cross the roads quickly behind… Continue reading
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By Feelings.
I always knew that my quilting was Art Therapy, I just never knew how…it just was. I never sat down and dissected the parts or even looked closely at the process, but rather was focused on the fabric, quilts and… Continue reading
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Unexpressed fear.
Mothering for certain is where my greatest weaknesses lie, where all my scars seem to congregate and wait for one child to push a button, and all of the unexpressed emotions come charging forward, ready to spill from my mouth.… Continue reading
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Norm within the Church
The latest news within the FALC, is that the Chairperson of the Zion church was caught with his pants down so to speak…which to me is a huge red flag waving once again above the steeple. How many flags need… Continue reading
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Agree With the Line.
I finished listening to the Book "The Help" by Kathryn Stockett while I sewed yesterday afternoon. The CD describes it as such; "Three ordinary women are about to take one extraordinary step… In 1962 Jackson Mississippi, two African American… Continue reading
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The Images in our Minds
"It is because of awareness that we know what is going on in consciousness. It is because of consciousness that we know what is going on in mind. Because of mind, we are aware of what is going with sensations.… Continue reading
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Your children are sure to follow.
"The Body Never Lies," by Alice Miller. "Children cannot escape their own parents, so they cannot afford to see through them either. Blindness makes it possible to survive. This is the way the abuse of children has functioned since time… Continue reading
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How It Feels
I am reading "The Body Never Lies," again by Alice Miller. What is really standing out to me this time around is the fact about feelings. Or the fact that it is more typical than not to not be… Continue reading
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