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Love is a four letter word

Love is a four letter word

This worn, old heart cries –

tired of feeling, tired of pain

love is just a four letter word

meant to draw you in

warm and fuzzy

until the tide retreats

ebb and flow, ebb and flow,

til’ my heart dies

in deep, still waters

Don’t want to give my heart

only to see love recede

readying for the pain

best not to feel at all

don’t give myself

its one love…

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Leaving the Church you have been attending your entire life is a tough act to follow. I have been a member of the United Methodist Church. My Father was a minister. I have been attending the church of my childhood for the past several years, since I moved back to Connecticut.

In April, the United Methodist Church voted to disallow gay ministers from being ordained and would no longer…

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ABuse upon the Developmentally Challenged

ABuse upon the Developmentally Challenged

Even knowing the statistics and risk factors, sometimes the stories of abuse and neglect among the developmentally challenged children and adults are heartbreaking.

Developmentally challenged people are at four to ten times the risk of emotional, physical, and mental neglect and abuse than the general population. In some parts of the world, neglect and abuse may be the result of ignorance and…

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A perspective on our current political climate.

A perspective on our current political climate.

This world has become such a frightening place. I used to go through my days paying scant attention to the machinations of the political sphere. I suppose I am an everywoman, like most in the keeping of my days. The world used to do a reasonable job of taking care of itself, or maybe I was just naive.

These days I pay close attention the ways of the world, in particular that of our…

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Abortion: it's a Choice

Abortion: it’s a Choice

Abortion is such a loaded topic. It raises the hackles of people no matter their belief system. For me, it is touching my inner core. As the fray roars across the political realm, I think about all the perspectives inherent regarding this issue.

I am pro-choice. I know that will anger some, turn-off others and validate still more. But my life choices are the result of my own experience.

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Lord hear my soul

Lord hear my soul

Precious Lord of my soul I look to you in night’s web of darkness and dawn’s sweet, soft light in hope, in wonder. In supplest nuances and bold staccatos of sound You exclaim your presence again, and yet again

There You are but . . . how do I cross the bridge of my unknowing to meet you unwaveringly?

Silent moments slide by An ocean’s worth while I look and wonder And question –

Who are you? Why am I…

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Uncovering the Truth

What defines a person? Is it the outer world and it’s mirrored reflections of who you are or the inner, the secret places that are rarely aired?

So much of your life is shaped by the expectations of others. It is the rare person who can withstand the vagaries and inconsistencies of life and still hold on to what is true and imperative in her inner core.

You go through your days with…

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Imagine

When this world hurts me, and I feel trapped by the machinations of others, or the actions of society, or the political fray our country and the world lies in, the words of John Lennon’s song “Imagine” brings comfort. For weeks now, I have had no words to share, I have felt empty inside. These words matter to this world and are so much more than my trivial mutterings.

Imagine there’s no…

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Shadow Play

Words are vultures come to gnaw the last bit of meat from bone. They strip away all reason, the seductive embrace of imaginings. Words are a shadow play where the figures cast are illusions, and the substance of reality is overshadowed.

Words are binders in the glue. holding tight one object to another, locked in contracts non-negotiable. Tread carefully when words are spoken, your soul is up for sale and will…

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Dealing with fAmily as a caregiver

Being a caregiver can be both draining and uplifting. The people I work with are often fragile. They have damaged bodies and/ or minds. Some have broken psyches. Yet it is a precious thing when you know you have made a difference one day at a time.

Working with the family can be challenging. They have expectations and a different perspective than you. This creates confusion and frustration…

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Staying Motivated when stuck

Staying Motivated when stuck

Lately I have been going through a period of indecision and lack of creativity. It is truly annoying and frustrating. I have been filled with discontent with my writing. My perennial insecurity has weaved itself into the fabric of my days. I don’t know about you but when I go through this period of abject moroseness I loose hope for a writing future.

I have spent my life battling…

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“You are a great listener” she said. It is true, I know the value of listening but not always for the pleasure to hear. Sometimes I listen as the words clog my throat, choking me, dragging me into an abyss my placid exterior belies. I want to be there for the other person, but my need to be there for myself goes unobserved. A straight jacket encloses me – tight, threatening, suffocating.

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Women - what a wonderful mix

Women – what a wonderful mix

There are no limits on the number of fabulous women in the world.  In doing the research on my book, I am coming across so many women I wish I could focus more completely on but who don’t fit the parameters in my subject area . . . women who have gone through, traumatic, tragic experiences have become great and are doing great things as a result.

It has three parts. A tragic event occurs.  The…

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The Teeming Hordes

They come…the teeming hordes. Four thousand in one day and so many more to follow. Still, the debates go on, politicians spout their rhetoric, systems overflow. The answers? There are many and so few at once.

They are people,the same as you and me. Caught in a world they didn’t create. Chasing dreams or fleeing misery. Trapped at an imaginary line…thou shalt not cross.

In my…

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She is Me and I am her

She is Me and I am her

This is a post from guest writer, Barbara Osborn. I like her way with words.

Somewhere in the deep dark recesses of my being lay a wonder of a woman.  Untouched by humans as it were.  She lives free, dancing and celebrating the glory of aliveness.  She celebrates seasons and planets and earth; the dance of the galaxies in their splendor and the shooting stars. She is neither this nor that. …

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tHE yAZIDI

It is with a happy heart that I understand the Yazidi people are finally moving back into their villages and towns. They will be faced with the daunting task of rebuilding their lives. But the women will no longer have to sacrifice their bodies to the machinations of evil ISIS warriors. The men can reclaim their rightful place in their society.

Regrettably, whole generations have been…

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Acts of Sin

Sin finally understood,

bowed under the weight

of pervasive

thoughts and acts –

not being as attentive

to the needs of others,

leaving them feeling

undervalued and not appreciated,

Acts of contrition

  Spinning wheels,

chasing dreams

of saving the church building,

earning money for good works,

instead of strengthening my faith,

always seeking to worship the Creator

through attention to the…

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