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sherrie-theriault's picture
Apr.08.2013
  April 8     Out on Your Front Porch     “If you want what we have,” said my sponsor, “you will have to follow somebody and lead somebody and do a few other things.” “I have to follow somebody, that shouldn’t be too hard,” I mumble. “In order to follow it helps if you stop...
michael-seidel's picture
Jan.03.2013
NYTimes published a short article by John Tierney documenting some psychologists' study, "You Won't Be The Person You Expect To Be".  Their study was about self-perception and people's inabilities to predict how and how much they change. Seems like many of us undersestimate how much we'll...
michael-seidel's picture
Dec.27.2012
December is a contradictory month.  Seasons end and start. The holiday season hits a few high notes, peters into a slow decay and then comes to the last day and gives a final shout.  Fall ends and winter begins up here in the northern hemisphere.  Down below the equator, they're...
jacqueline-mitchell's picture
Dec.11.2012
The energy has been swirling for days and Upstairs been busy with the complexity of shifts and energy changes.   Frequently there has been a blurring the lines of realities and this afternoon in the midst of a headache, I closed my eyes and was pulled backwards beyond the couch I was sitting...
raymond-mallette's picture
Dec.07.2012
     The old man sat rocking in his chair on the porch attached to the house of his dreams. The sun had not yet come up on this cool spring morning and the steam lifted up out of his coffee cup, as he stared out into the meadow like he did each morning.     The...
michael-seidel's picture
Dec.02.2012
I search for mantras for different reasons.  Sometimes, perhaps many times -  I've not done the math - I seek balance.  Storming seas manage my moods, crashing me on the beach, carrying me out on seas of exhileration, drowning me with frustration.   Othertimes, I'm looking for...
michael-seidel's picture
Nov.30.2012
If you love yourself, free yourself. Release yourself.   I think of all the ways that I'm held back by the past.  Teachers' comments.  Parents, sisters, coaches.  Bosses, co-workers, girlfriends -- or girls that I courted as potential girlfriends. Seventh grade.  I remember...
raymond-mallette's picture
Nov.26.2012
     Many times we find ourselves in awe when we discover things about family, friends, and acquaintences we never would have dreamed may happen. Scrolls of literature could be written on the mistakes I have made in my life and the things I have done in my travels that may or...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Oct.05.2012
  October 5   WHAT IS PAST     The past cannot hold me in a loving embrace.  I run too often looking for affection and recognition in things long dead and purportedly buried.  I return to the ghoulish obsession of digging up old hates and sorrows, longing for support...
annette-talbert's picture
Jul.13.2012
Summertime brings on projects. I vow every summer to be lazy, but as I sit and read I can sometimes hear my Mother's voice, "don't just sit there reading. Get up and do something." So this past week I've taken on the monumentally boring task of shredding fourteen years worth of documents...