It had been a week since they buried their eldest son; something that no parent should ever have to do. She sat alone in the den, her husband having long since gone to bed. There wasn’t much communication; it seemed there was nothing left to say; only grief, sadness and deafening silence hung between them.
She [...]
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The first day in weeks with absolutely no medication at all; hallelujah, what a milestone! The day also marked my first trip outside the house in weeks, but for the few doctor appointments that I was chauffeured to; there and back.
Today I had to get out. Not because I felt the overwhelming need that had [...]
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I was that girl of the water, of which you spoke; though it wasn’t until later in life that I learned how to actually flow. Much of my youth was spent swimming and fighting against the raging tide. I still bear scars from being thrashed to the bottom by the undercurrent; battle scars of lessons [...]
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I sit in my car. Heat on, espresso hot, music soothing; and I’m bitching internally about the traffic; and on occasion, out loud, as someone in close proximity pulls some stupid stunt worthy of my expletives. And I ask myself; how is possible to leave fifteen minutes early, only to arrive at my destination twenty [...]
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She was in the courtyard shucking oysters for the stuffing, when the old woman came shuffling out the kitchen door; her empty basket hooked over her arm, heading straight for the garden to dig turnips and pick fresh greens. It was the first time she’d accepted Trey and Nan’s invitation to join them for Thanksgiving; [...]
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“Before embarking on an important battle, a Warrior of the Light asks himself: “How far have I developed my abilities?”
He knows that he has learned something with every battle he has fought, but many of those lessons have caused him unnecessary suffering. More than once he has wasted his time fighting for a lie. And [...]
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The valley spirit never dies.
It is the woman, primal mother.
Her gateway is the root of heaven and earth.
It is like a veil barely seen.
Use it; it will never fail.
Tao Te Ching – Chapter 6
I’d come to the crossroads that I traveled long and hard to find, only to discover that the decision wasn’t as easy [...]
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My horoscope for the day, which I have to say, was a little spooky, considering my mindset of late. Anyway, I thought I’d share, as the message is one that we all can learn from.
You may feel anxious and unsure about your capabilities today. Obstacles and setbacks could have you doubting your ability to achieve [...]
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