May 2011
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May 1st
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Dear World
Sometimes the wind of worry catches her.  A wonderful day with lobster, crab, and shrimp, the restaurant filled with children, and peace and quiet, a celebration of Easter. Looking across at her mother, such a cherished time, she allowed herself to be lost in the moment, and not second guess what she should say or why, but rather to chat like the friends they are, and to enjoy the meal. ...
May 1st
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April 2011
38 posts
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Apr 28th
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Life's A Stage
Her heart found a home through friendship, when she was a young thing. Hot to trot and nowhere to go, she didn’t know much. And she was there to learn. Everyone else seemed to think they knew everything. What she didn’t know yet is that was par for the course of being that age. Too young to know better but young enough to try…Their hearts melded in the days and weeks, years...
Apr 28th
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Apr 27th
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Apr 27th
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Cleaning A Heart
Reblogged Image From: aurorasinica Image Source: beautyinphotography  It is interesting how the same moment can be met with so varied a response in emotion. She has seen beauty in the smallest things, to breathe in and exhale joy in the depth of now. Yet she has also found frustration and worry in how to get from here to there. Sadness in the loss of art from the heart which is priceless, or...
Apr 26th
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Apr 24th
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Through Love Is This
Love in all it’s forms, is an energy. One can have love for a husband or wife, a child, a beloved pet, a friend, or lover. It may exist for one’s experience through any talent, or for an image on the screen. Wherever love is, there is bliss. Her best friends are those whom have lasted through the years, and have been tested through time. A comaraderie and understanding has grown...
Apr 24th
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Apr 23rd
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Catching Dreams
First of all, it’s been thirty days since I began this blog. Happy Anniversary to me. Welcome. I am glad for all of my followers. I am happy to see you here. I look forward to writing more, and to seeing what this may become.  I have some awfully big goals that I work towards achieving. I don’t know if I will reach them all. But I believe in the phrase, “reach for the moon,...
Apr 23rd
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Apr 21st
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Cinderella
Image source: codeplay  Reblogged image from: ihartyou19  She never had enough. But others always treated her as if she had more, more then them, more of whatever intangible thing it is that they wanted. She never had enough clothes to wear. As a child her clothes were so few that putting everything into a washer filled it half way once. That is all. As an adult years later, not much has...
Apr 21st
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Apr 19th
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Quality Of Life
Step after step towards something, chipping away at the abyss.  We all have the same dilemma. Life only lasts so long. Each of us never knows when our time will come. And so in the time given, we need to somehow fill our days and our years with everything that our heart desires and needs. To say the things that need to be said before they are gone, before you are gone, to travel, to see, to be,...
Apr 19th
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Apr 17th
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Apr 17th
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Apr 15th
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Hypocrisy Land Of The Free
What are we really fighting about anyway, in this land of the free? Among ourselves, democratic and republicans hash it out in the white house. How about life and death and everything in between?  Everyone wants to know about the new gadget, the newest invention, the brand new products on the shelves. But who is to say who is allowed to be the ones to invent, to design, to produce? What if 25%...
Apr 15th
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Apr 14th
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To Be Or Not To Be
As a little girl she grew up dreaming of being on the movie screen. She dreamed of being the ballerina and the detective who saved the world. Most of all she prayed fervently that her breasts would look just so, her feet wouldn’t be too big, and that she would reach a certain height and not farther then that. She thought if she prayed hard enough this all would come to be. God got the feet...
Apr 14th
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Apr 12th
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Injury And Heartache
Image: thevelvetscientist  Yves Saint Laurent at Christian Dior’s funeral, 1957 She was a beauty, or so they said. But time just went right by. Choices in the small spaces of time, thought to be brief interludes with worlds not her own. Yet they in themselves seemed an eternity, lost in pandora’s box. Chapters filled with abuse and intrique, but never did the moments stand still...
Apr 12th
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Apr 11th
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Fear In Society
Illustration by: Szymon Biernacki  Hate, hypocrisy, secrets, people who are different then you are, in this society…In years gone by there were witch hunts and the world was flat, or so they say. Lynchings, murdering innocent people, and the like….Has it changed that much, in this our world today? Fear and hate mongering, all for the “good of society,”… There are...
Apr 10th
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A New Chapter Begins
Picture from: http://endorphine-drops.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=24#/d2j0ton This was a memorable week. I changed my sleeping pattern from going to sleep at 10 a.m. to going to sleep at 12:30 a.m. I finally got to see the sun, seven days in a row. Now it has already begun to go forward again. It has moved itself to going to sleep at 1:30 a.m. Instead of sleeping five to six hours which was...
Apr 10th
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Apr 10th
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Apr 9th
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Apr 9th
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America The Free
The fine print Pages of gold Secret whispers Money’s change’n hands The daily paper Is try’n to tell Underneath Every story Of politics Blinded the mass doesn’t see America’s hypocrisy Within our own tent Are traitors to the freedom Democracy A silent war In conferences across the land Erasing our rights Fought for and bled for The irony Out there dieing While the enemy Is tearing down the...
Apr 8th
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Apr 8th
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Love In Camaraderie
Time to put away the pictures of yesterday, her hand on the pill bottle from the shelf. Looking to see if there is anything that will help her to get through this fog. Meeting new faces for once after all of these years, knowing the same old judgements in humanity exist this day, yesterday, as always before. Others passing judgements on others, or so it seems, and yet…The simple joy of...
Apr 8th
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Apr 8th
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Shadows & Spotlight
She asked so many questions as her voice raised. Her face was angry, urgent, almost petulant. The emotion surrounding her coming from her voice created a wave of stress that reached the subject’s nerve cells. The patient began to see in jagged pieces, flashing light as if an emotional wave of split second photos were being rapidly discharged to make the discourse possible. If only she...
Apr 6th
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Apr 5th
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Men, Equality, & Romance
In my past and up ‘til now, there is a creed that I go by, actually there are several but I want to tell you about one specific one.  I never believed in letting myself be consumed into the life of a man, a boyfriend. Their friends, their hobbies, their lifestyle, their life….It’s their life not mine. I have found myself expected and drawn into their world, sometimes to the...
Apr 4th
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Calling Paris
Calling Paris by Kat Lyons featuring turquoise jewelry
Apr 2nd
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Doubt
Fear, uncertainty and doubt, day in a day out. As a little girl she bought the illusion that dreams do come true, “within a certain time frame this too can be yours,” the bottle read as she took it off the shelf. But there were clauses and fine print that no one cared to mention.  Grown up she made a lot of her little dreams come true, one at a time. So it seemed the absolutely...
Apr 2nd