Tag: #life
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Belief Systems
Belief Systems What you decide to be is what you become. No one can define feelings or thoughts for you. No one can create a state of mind for you. Throughout our lifetimes our interactions with friends, family, co-workers and neighbors are subject to their state of mind or their belief system as well as…
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Ghosts
There are some people we will always be connected to. They come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime. They may leave our lives or stay. There is a connection between this world and the next, it is a fine line. We are energy. We are balls of energy in…
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Juju
Juju ran up the block, he had no jacket on. His thin wiry arms moving like a swimmers over the cement sidewalk. Moving through a range of strokes over the cement sidewalk he approaches, running, frantic. Juju sees me going through the gate of my house and runs towards me. Caro, Caro, save me. I…
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Orange Zest
Orange Zest I looked down at the orange in my hand. The clean fresh scent drifts up and encircles me. An orange hug, a fresh embrace. The peel in my hand is bright and thick and colorful. It’s skin when scraped against the grater yields, zest. Rubbed raw against the grater, the outside is sweet,…
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Chicken Wings and Snow Squalls
Home is my absolute favorite place. I’m always happy to travel, to go to see friends and family and visit. But sometimes I just need home. The comfort and familiarity of it. Heading back today towards home I rode into a storm. Winter storms here kick up quickly, they can be unforgiving. The bridge had…
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Rainbows around the moon
There is a calm and peaceful feeling in winter. Tonight there was a rainbow (moonbow) around the moon. How rare and beautiful. When I scanned the sky, the stars shone bright. Constellations to the right. The North Star glowing . It seemed larger than usual. A white ball in the sky. I know this has…
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Grateful
The Italian lady puts a platter in front of me. It’s enough food for 6 people. Here you go she says and smiles at me. She is tiny and thin and her apron hangs crooked on her. Her eyes are deep brown and kind. She touches my shoulder and says enjoy. The food is steaming…
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Flowers in the window
My mom was dying. She was at home in what they call home hospice. The nurse assigned was advised by her physician to give her morphine. My mom was tiny, fading and full of pain. The morphine helped. This morning I watered the flowers I bought for her two years ago. They sit in my…
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Mean and Indecent
David Brooks recently wrote an article entitled “ How America Got Mean”. The topic has been source of conversation with friends and family, so we were intrigued to see an article on the topic. It not only gave legitimacy to our concerns, it reinforced what most of us have been experiencing for longer than it’s…
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Be not forgetful to entertain strangers
My grandparents lived in a small house in a valley. The railroad ran below the valley and the tracks ran over the river. Sometimes my brother and I walked on the tracks, looking down through the slats at the river. We knew the schedule so we would walk along between runs. My dad remembered that…
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