freedom
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What Love means to Me.
Mothering adult children has been a perplexing inner dilemma…of what to do and when, and when to hold on and when to let go. Letting go doesn't mean I don't care. Letting go means I care enough to let them… Continue reading
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Seek to Become more Aware.
Jason Torola put it so clearly, " Beth, You'll get the last word. You always do. But know this; I've seen what you wrote. I've seen what you tried to do. A wise man told me, "You can fool the fans,… Continue reading
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Your Own Life.
The heeling of a dog on a leash is the perfect analogy of how I was raised and then how I raised my own children. Certainly there is no real leash, but the feelings of being led around are… Continue reading
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Parents Call Family.
I came across this paragraph in "Codependent No More" by Melody Beatte. "Codependents are indirect. We don't say what mean, we don't mean what we say. We don't do this on purpose. We do it because we've learned to communicate… Continue reading
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As far as I can tell.
From David Hawkin’s book, Truth vs Falsehood a chapter called, Spiritual Truth. “While the majority of people in the United States believe in God (90-92%, CNN News, April 2004) and therefore tend to look to established religions for the highest… Continue reading
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In Peace I walked Free!
After my last post about the Civil War in abusive homes, I had to look up the meaning of Civil to see what it means to be in a Civil war. Civil -polite: polite, but in a way that is… Continue reading
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My expectation.
There are two ways to live, one with your expectations packed and ready for each day and each encounter… leaving very little room for surprises or impromptu circumstances, a very rigid needy control expecting life to follow your lead. You… Continue reading
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A field with no rules.
Rewrite, Rewrite, Rewrite were the last words spoken in our final writing class for the year, they echoed and bounced around in my head, unsure if this was encouragement or a reprimand. We had just sat though an hour and… Continue reading
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Unbelievers Live Free.
In my old religion, those who left the church or perhaps those who never entered were called Unbelievers. These Unbelievers didn’t believe like we did, and in doing so didn’t move about the planet like us. They were ‘allowed’ to… Continue reading
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Until she can find her own.
The hardest part of being a mom is when your child takes an exit that you didn’t see coming and they seem to disappear from the usual landscape and it leaves you separated. And I am not even sure what… Continue reading
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