Tag: #life
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Walking between worlds.
People will say it was the Creator’s plan. But it wasn’t the Creator’s plan—it was man’s plan. The Creator valued you and never saw you as less. You were viewed as an object—picked up, removed, and placed elsewhere. The children must be saved. We know better. To grow surrounded by love, yet carrying a quiet…
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Community
Community is everything. It is a meaningful, vital space where we stay together to share support and nurture one another. We talk a lot about creating inclusive spaces, but if you do not grow up around diversity, you might not realize that diversity inherently means difference. Too many people mistake their preference for “sameness” as standard…
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Mismatched Dishes
I’m unpacking dishes we had in storage, and none of them seem to match. Some are white, some are glass, some have floral patterns, and others are just random pieces collected over the years. I remember buying complete sets at one time, but somehow they never stayed complete. A plate chipped. A bowl broke. A…
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Journeys – Part 3
There was a knock on the kitchen window, and I looked up to see Colin standing there. He motioned for me to come outside. I opened the door and smiled. “Colin, come on in. Do you want some coffee?” “Well, actually, I do,” he said, “but I can’t figure out how to use the new…
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Erasure
Erasure is about healing and reclaiming self-worth. It emphasizes that although people may leave, reject, or misunderstand us, our value is not determined by others choices or opinions. Through self-awareness, mindfulness, and spiritual growth, we stop tying happiness to external situations and learn to show up for ourselves with compassion, strength, and acceptance.
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No Strings Attached
Today, I was reminded that kindness isn’t always received the way we expect it to be. I found myself in the middle of an unexpected moment, one where something as simple as encouraging kindness sparked frustration instead of understanding. Not because kindness lacks value, but because sometimes people are carrying more than we can see…
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Things Happen
It was evening now, the house was quiet. Emmy thought back on the day. She thought about the harvest fair and being with Margo, her best friend. It had been a nice day, at least up until “the incident”. Emmy thought about it and shook her head. Maybe I should have done more to help,…
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Journey’s – Part I – The House
My husband Frank dug a trail to the door. The snow was about three feet deep. When we pulled up, we were surprised to see that nothing had been shoveled — not even a thin path to the door. When the realtor arrived, he told us the key was in the back of the house.…
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You
The street was alive this morning. Red lanterns were strung across the streets and rose towards the clouds with the morning breeze. Neon signs written with Chinese characters lined the street. Shop windows displayed lucky cats alongside food items, herbal medicine, tea shops and odds and ends. The food stalls were busy. People spoke in…
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Rabbit Hollow
The rabbits were out in full force. They are not afraid. They stand still in the grass as dog and I walk along the path. I leave some strawberries in the treeline for them. Three of the babies were out today. Running, chasing each other in the grass. They find shelter under the pines and…
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