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May.09.2013
May 9
The Little Black Dress
The holes in my pockets cause me to feel naked. Though it is an inside pocket and no one can see through I feel exposed, my thinking changed and for that matter chained, one link looped through the next. I start with a hole...
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May.03.2013
May 3
Van and I
(Happy cleaning windows)
When the fog clears and I still can’t see, I check my optics and wash my windows. The mundane upkeep hones my pursuit. After the weather and housekeeping concerns are managed, eye exercises are next on the...
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Apr.27.2013
April 27
Blinded
Alcoholism hits me like a kind of blindness. I stagger through the living room cursing anyone who changes familiar placement or published timetables. Just like every aspect of this disease, shocked sightlessness, is mine to deal with. ...
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Apr.07.2013
Hmm sleep would be nice. It's just a random thought.. You know that sleeping should be at night time when most other people are asleep but apparently in my world that just doesn't happen. However, on the up side, I get to spend a tremendous amount of time with my beloved...
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Apr.05.2013
April 5
Please Sir
Gratitude is a thing which collects and solidifies, it’s pink and I can walk around on it. Some days it is a broad highway and other times a winding spindling track. Ever present if I am mindful, gratitude roots out pests and pestilence while...
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Apr.01.2013
Renewal and Rebirth
By Bernadette A. Moyer
The daffodil is one of the first flowers of spring. They represent promise and optimism. They come back year after year and yet some years they come back healthier and stronger. So many variables come into play, the weather with sun and rain and the...
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Mar.30.2013
March 30
Catalog of Growth
The right seed in the right season grows a garden of miracles for me. I get the food for my table or the stores for winter, sometimes when I’m in a Jack like predicament, right planted seeds can provide a bean stalk of...
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Mar.26.2013
March 26
Whirly Gigs
Pivot points and reference points subtlety disguised as harmless bric-a-brac escape my comprehension until I either stumble or land on one or the other and ponder the affect. Realization that much of my life’s contentment hinges like a...
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Mar.18.2013
March 18
Malaria
Flailing, reaching, screaming; hiding, avoiding, misdirecting, theses are subsets in a list of extremes whose commonality is lacking, lacking humility. I fall to pieces just thinking of standing exposed, imperfect and unprotected. I’m not...
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Mar.15.2013
"Every blade of grass has an angel that bends over it and whispers, 'Grow, grow.'" –The Talmud
This morning I'm in a quiet space. I woke early, soaked in the darkness of the early hour– listened to the morning hum itself into lightness.
I've been carrying this Talmud quote around in my...
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