Category: spiritual
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A Known Stranger
“All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.” –Kahlil Gibran Everyone is a dreamer. To what extent, depends on the individual. I’ve learned over time that, just as every person is different, so too is every…
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Hopeful, the Spirit
“If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world. But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings.” — Nayyirah Waheed And so the year has turned to its close, and as I heal from wounds of my own choosing, I find myself turning introspective again.…
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Some Personal Poetry
I am signaling you through the flames. The North Pole is not where it used to be. Manifest destiny is no longer manifest. Civilization self-destructs. Nemesis is knocking at the door. What are poets for, in such an age? What is the use of poetry? The state of the world calls out for poetry to…
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The Blue Serpent
“Just as a snake sheds its skin, we must shed our past over and over again.” –Gautama Buddha When I was a little girl, just barely 7 or 8 at the oldest, I met a snake at the local wildlife center during a field trip. I had seen snakes before, and had been told they…
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A Summer of Wanderings
The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page. Augustine of Hippo Since I was 5 years old, I’ve traveled almost every summer. Most of the summers of my youth were spent in France, but as I got older, I tried to get out into different parts of America…
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Sturgeon Moon
“When the snow falls and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.” –George R. R. Martin Full moons have always held significance to me, throughout my lifetime. From the awestruck gazes of childhood to the more spiritual tones of my adulthood, I have always made sure to take a few…
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Brave
I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear. –Nelson Mandela This is a post I started over a month ago. In truth, it is nearly 11 years over due in many…
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A Life Lived in Flowers
“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him, the stars.” –Victor Hugo, Les Misérables “Mommy, why do flowers have to die?” I was a bit taken aback by such a big question coming from such a little person. But then…
Just a Poor Ghost 