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poetry

Sometimes We Call That Poetry.

  I walked home everyday for most of a year, under sunsets that taught Mucha his color and inspired Smetana’s symphonies. I’ve watched ballet at the Bolshoi and known Red Square — with and without her snows. I’ve touched the burning bush and walked on The Great Pyramid. I’ve been  ...

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you & me

Quest For Connection: The Call To Intimacy.

When I was a child, my family connected through false means. Joint ideals, beliefs, niceties that we wore as the face of a family with strong connections to self and society. We were seen as a good family, bright kids, churchgoers, involved parents and helpful neighbors. We were connected  ...

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wisdom

Call In The Magical Child Within You.

She is the water and fire you crave in life. She is the one who aches at you each time you give the power away. She waits for you in the stillness of all the chaos and fear. She waits for you to embrace her -- and tell her that it's okay to be powerful. She is your guide through the rough and  ...

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you & me

Thank You For Not Calling.

Some wonder why I’m thanking someone who hurt me so deeply and forever changed my life. Buddha’s saying pretty much says it all, Holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. Holding on to that rage and sadness was only hurting myself.

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