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The Love of One's Own Reflection
“Blue Mood” self-portrait When I was a young girl, I looked in the mirror constantly. My dad and stepmother teased me endlessly about my fascination with my own face. My desire to gaze at myself was clearly uncomfortable to them. Once I reached adolescence, my innocent fascination was replaced by self-criticism. I picked my face…
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"It takes a lot of work to be reduced to tears"
we can’t overplay our hand locked in a deep freeze let’s don’t kid ourselves it takes a lot of work to be reduced to tears the risk of becoming a saboteur and giving oneself a chance takes the key to one’s heart and like a raging bull kisses us like emptiness as if received by…
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Can't You Just SEE Me?
I like to let life unfold naturally and with grace. I try to pay attention to inner urgings and let the River of Life flow to and through me. I glean what Spirit is telling me and find the deeper meaning along the way. The synchronicity is so informative when I allow it. I’ve been…
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Slice
“Learn to say, ‘Fuck You’ to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder, wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, gasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, rumbling, rambling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning,…
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Finding Balance
Yesterday was a tough day. (Divorce is messy, I’m finding.) It’s amazing what a little sidewalk chalk drawing with a child can do for one’s Spirit. I am incredibly blessed.
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sweet butterfly
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself. Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
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