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Category: Encouragement
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If the obstacle in our path is a drawbridge, a radio transmission is all that is needed to clear the way. Other barriers demand more of us. Sometimes it is merely a sitting still long enough for a genuine faith in our own talents and goodness to arise. Then doors open,…
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Change is in the air… A big storm – thunder and wind and rain – the air clears, the fires are out and the smoke disappears. Everything changes. Photo shot through an airplane window!
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The green of summer in her coat's full array shading and protecting The calm of morning Before the clock begins to dictate the day Such a sweet pleasure Bird songs welcome from distant branches My love and I find sensitivities emerging As we delight in…
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This First Poem is by Hannah Watson and is her second poem to be published on Laine's Blog. (see Hannah's Page, April 25th, 2012) Thanks Hannah! Cherish Your Life Love life as much as it loves you. Wind that cools as the sun beams to warm you. Birds singing…
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Standing on a ridge on an isolated stretch of beach on Cape Cod, my shadow is cast on the retreating waves of the Atlantic Ocean. I call this photo The Dragon, following the mythic thinking that the only dragons that need slaying in our lives are our very own shadows. Have I finished…
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Looking up can sometimes make you feel dizzy. Same with looking down, especially when the tide is swirling around your feet. I once heard some words of wisdom from someone who was learning how to hang glide, it went something like this: Look where you want to go, and not where you…
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If you were a Banyan tree and could send roots to the earth from your "branches" that could shore you up for your journey, how strong you would be. Confident and grounded! Beautiful too!
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Bipolar Poem Feeling good, but not "too" good… I can be sad, cry and know it has an end. I can laugh out loud and not care if it has an end. Loving my life, family and friends, and thankful for life's blessings… Mossy Stone A rolling stone…
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Why The Willow Weeps I know why the willow weeps Over the darkened lake. It weeps over death and family, While the whole world’s at stake. It weeps of the unpredictable future. It weeps of the violent past. It knows anything and everything, Which is why the sorrow lasts. …
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Heros, gods, saints, and sinners. What do they teach us? "You could be better, like me!" "You could be worse, like me." You're doing fine? You're messing up? We are all in the midst of our own mythical journeys. How's it going, hero, saint, sinner, friend – how's it going? …
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