Tag: soul
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Just Dance
You didn’t stop dancing because you’re depressed; You’re depressed because you stopped dancing.
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The Infinity of Simplicity
The urge to write hasn’t appeared often in my life of late. Every now and again, though. A friend posted this image on Facebook with the observation, “love the simplicity of this!” Something in the image and that thought gave rise to these words.
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False Self VS True Self
A Facebook friend posted this image today and it jarred loose some thoughts. False self… It’s very popular to denigrate the ego, and we are often taught that only by annihilating it can we achieve enlightenment. But I think my spirit-guide would have me thank my ego. Without it, I would never have survived because,…
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One and All
It is through our perception of this realm of manifestation And our will to reason about all we perceive That we learn to believe in opposites. Beauty & Ugliness Love & Hatred Good & Evil Only words. Only names for the unnameable. The concepts they speak of, Only manifestations of the eternally real. By believing…
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First a smile ~ Then a laugh
When our heart is broken Or our soul walled off First a smile Then a laugh These are the steps Through which we rediscover The step that is love The healing step The step which walks through walls First a smile Then a laugh These steps are the healer’s first business (for…
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Matches and the eternal sunshine of the spotless soul ~ Lawrence of Arabia
Metaphor. I love metaphor. Matches. I just posted one about matches. Matches and pain. This one isn’t about pain. Not at all. It’s about perfection. This one is about the fire that burns inside each of us. Well, maybe there’s a little pain. It’s the pain you feel in your eyes as the sun rises…
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Glenn
Summers in New Hampshire provide a teenager with blissfully warm weather and an abundance of distractions from the boredom that seems to accompany the day-to-day existence of the young. There were the streams in which I’d fish for trout, and the marinas filled with pickerel, and Weirs Beach with its small mouth bass. My father’s…