Friendship
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Free
I mourn the turning of time. Shall I clutch at the moment, or the passing days gone by? Or shall I be free to stroll the fields, with you? Free to know the wind as an ever changing friend. Continue reading
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Happy New Year
It’s just gone 12:30, a new year has rolled in. Of all the people I have to wish a dear and beautiful new year to…it is you, bloggy friends. My soul folk. I ache to express what words cannot. I… Continue reading
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Merry Christmas
None of it makes a difference to me. Some of you I barely know. Some of you I have known and loved to the depths of my soul. None of it matters. Because each of you has my heart. And… Continue reading
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I Miss You
I miss you, my beautiful bloggy friends. My goodness my heart misses you. It is truly a strange thing, that here, more than any other place, my truth shines her beautiful light. Everywhere else on earth, I am partly starving.… Continue reading
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She Remembers
How my soul asks to be held. How she breathes the cotton thoughts of yesterday through the trees as she remembers. Continue reading
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Perhaps
Perhaps you might ask your heart what it wants. Perhaps you might listen. Perhaps. Continue reading
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Fully Human
I’ve seen that image, again. She sits alone (you could not get any more alone) at her husband’s funeral and we all just sit here and shake our heads, because what else is there to do? I’m speaking of the… Continue reading
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Unity
Unity is the magic pill. But unity does not look like shaming the broken. Hear it. It is this, my truth, I speak. Continue reading
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I Have Loved
I only have to give this love that I have. I only have to give it, and cherish the way it feels to know I have loved. Continue reading
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