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I wish that I could read your mind. The bridge is built yet the wall remains. I will keep my heart open. Put the past aside my friend.
In this emotional and highly visual picture book, a lonely letter sets off on a journey. As it encounters various letter combinations, it is confronted by. Two distinct paths and must make an important choice. With an underlying message about bullying.
The Winged Woman My simple journey. Crawl quietly back into bed. Pull the covers over my head. As soon as possible, take a bow. Breathe to release the energy. Weave and mend the web of life. Summon courage to end strife. The bleak darkness of depression has become my steady companion again. I have tried to shake it.
This is my journey, my thoughts, my views, plain and simple and from my heart. Please travel with me and share, hopefully it will be an interesting trip. A warm welcome to those that have opened my Author Page. Not if I can help it.
Time For Back Pay! Asymp; Leave a comment. An amazing financial miracle took place yesterday for a precious friend, a struggling and highly deserving soul sibling we have been enfolding in full-hearted prayers for their agonizing condition to change, the two of us as part of a group of synchronizing lightworking souls.
8220;To recognize the true beauty of something is a courageous act, because it means stripping down the protective barriers that we have built around our hearts and opening ourselves up to. This is what it means to look through the eyes of the spirit, to see reality as it truly is behind the filter of physical form. Of the Dusk and the Dawn. The Spirit of the Forest.
I am a collection of dismantled almosts. Music Flight of the Bumblebee. He was the ever shallow pool of liquid amber. He was the clink of ice, the red booths. He was the motels, the Murphy beds, the naps. He was the driver, never the talker. He was the ageless, the timeless. He was the walking wounded.
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Tuesday, February 14, 2012. I have a great deal of hard copy resources, in my veteran teacher cupboards, and a great deal of resources stored digitally, mostly in bookmarks and in digital copies of hard copy material. come from a few keystrokes with Google. they are NOT my office. I note that a cupboard can only hold so much stuff. The area may not be .
But, no matter how hard we may try, our bond is unbreakable, our relationship is magnetic. Why? Because I find it oddly essential that there is some record of the unrelated, disconnected ideas that exist in my head.
Haiku Triplette V Moonlit Explorations. Just like the moon calls the tide. Sex In Seventeen Haikus Two. The brush of fingers on skin. We hope you enjoy this piece.
Love is always greater than fear. When the fear tries to win. All this to say that yeah, sometimes the fear wins.