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 Sunday, January 30th 2005
What Childish Thing is This?
an account through a childs eyes...
Often we experience things that are merely mysteries to ourselves. Somewhere out there is knowledge that answers those mysteries.Sleep paralysis…can be a disturbing and unexplainable experience to a young person or even an adult. Sometimes other things happen in the twilight of sleep. More >
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 Sunday, January 23rd 2005
pic free agricultural archives on Gimp savvy see links
The Seed
The dusty field lay in a dormant death
Hushed by years of abusing carelessness
Man and woman stand silent and strong
They search the horizon More >
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 Thursday, January 20th 2005
pic on MS Paintbrush by Ben age 7
I am probably going to take them down.. but wanted to post my last dream for those interested. More >
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 Wednesday, January 19th 2005
Picture by my son Ben.. age 7
The third dream is a bit different. I am in a community where there are many buildings. I do not feel this is earth…or perhaps it is another time, or era. More >
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 Saturday, January 15th 2005
picture from [link]
Here is the second dream. Now...it might just be a dream, we all have them. Nothing odd about weird things that live in our heads is there? More >
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 Monday, January 10th 2005
dreams...how much is real?
how much is our fear of the unknown
how much is both?
I will be posting a series of dreams I have had. Promise not to send in the white coated men ok? More >
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 Saturday, January 8th 2005
How Many Lifetimes?
Has it been a moment or a lifetime?
Maybe it has been many lifetimes More >
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 Thursday, January 6th 2005
Closer Now
Wanderer; rest thou in this warm sun's rays
Seek not the search for a time
Rest now the meter and the rhyme
Put aside the nights and glory in the days
Gather close to share sweet reminisce
Closer now, lover's kiss More >
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 Friday, December 31st 2004
Photo.com Ian Britton "Blossoms"
may you all be blessed in the new year
LIFE IS THE TREE
The clouds hung with gray marbled margins
They wept as the winds swept the streets
The sun burns above and beyond them
A constancy of forever, eternity, blessedness More >
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Wednesday, December 29th 2004
check it out
[link]
I am especially drawn to Black Elk's teachings...
not sure why.. sometimes you don't question some things you just learn the message.
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 Tuesday, December 28th 2004
photo from FreeFoto.com Photographer: Ian Britton
Picture of Storm Clouds.
That Was I
My self-deceptions have colored my life for so long now
The deep dark blues of solemn hours were of my own making More >
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 Thursday, December 23rd 2004
I wait for the Springtime,
When all that frozen emptiness becomes life once again.
It seems like winter’s clawing silence hovers o’er me
And ice droplets ping against tin roofs. More >
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 Monday, December 20th 2004
yes I know, dangerous thing right? Anyway... I was thinking of how we in our lives grow and progress. So many things we have experienced have been processed and refined through our inner workings. More >
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 Sunday, December 19th 2004
It Merely Sleeps
As two twining roses before a chilling frost
Did cling in their summer waning solace
So we must be, though storms blow us apart
The roots of such love are grown together More >
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 Tuesday, December 14th 2004
Mistletoe the Merry Mouse:
The Special Visit
Mistletoe sat there cleaning her whiskers. They sparkled in the morning sunshine that filtered through the old house. She looks up and sees the dust motes dancing about her. A wondrous winter day begins again. It is time to start her daily tour of the house. It must be kept in order and everything in its proper place. Her long tail twitched and her round ears searched the air for sounds. All seemed quite the usual this morning.
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 Monday, December 13th 2004
Mother Ocean, Father Sea
Mother Ocean, Father Sea
Where are thy currents taking me?
Beneath those depths to wondrous night,
Below the warmth, below the light. More >
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 Saturday, December 11th 2004
Galaxy's Throne
When light and power were conceived within you
Your flame guided me in all I did do More >
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 Wednesday, December 8th 2004
photo from
[link]
Lover’s Tryst
What is this that counts not the hours?
Ah, a lover’s tryst in secret garden lanes
Eyes gazing back and a fullness rises
Bringing tears and trembling smiles More >
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 Monday, December 6th 2004
I used to meet up with people on the audiochat program called MPlayer. There were rooms with Native Americans. One evening and older gentleman and I were the only ones left in the room. He asked me if he could recite a poem to me. I said, sure, thinking he was just going to read it. I was delighted when he put some NA flute in the background.
I was crying by the time he was done. It is a powerful poem, unfortunately the author is unknown. If any of those reading this know who wrote it, please let me know. More >
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 Saturday, December 4th 2004
What Manner of Magic?
What manner of magic enters the world,
When lovers cross into timelessness?
This ship of fools never docks
But goes forever on into the night
Lights twinkling on and off
Eyes shining, hearts beating. More >
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 Thursday, November 25th 2004
Like Children on the Shore
The burning of a thousand stars in space
Cannot dim the fire you light within
As they glow in cold-frozen space
Your warmth walks beside me here
To hold my sadness and calm my fear More >
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 Friday, November 19th 2004
Lead Me
When I tire of life you hold the light aloft
My meanderings in the darkness do not daunt you
Your calling voice leads me to a warmer place More >
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Tuesday, November 16th 2004
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 Tuesday, November 16th 2004
My Own Corner
Is there something I could have done,
In my own corner of this earth?
Is there a heart I could have won,
And teach it of it’s worth? More >
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