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Mirror, Mirror
The first four decades of my life were spent figuring out a very true thing: we live in the world of fairy tales. The mirror, mirror on my wall told me untrue things, because of a magic spell: I lived with a parent who could not, would not ever, see her way through depression. For awhile I believed in the Could Not spell, and I was under its influence, with her. But then, as an older adult, I…
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Blind
Fake News!”Said by too many. My response:
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Daemon
I close my eyes and you still remain like a hand on my arm: You never leave, although you can never quite stay – You are the flame that made a change in me. You are the daemon man who made all my angels quite clear: You are the change that made a flame in me. I fly high when you are near, but higher still when you disappear. For you only creep somewhere within, and, as the flame, you…
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Beloved All Unseen
Beloved, all unseen, I trust you. When in my eyes I try to see within your world, I make no claims of images, no colors Drape themselves across my iris glass. I feel the vision of your skies, I hear the ground on which you balance every dancing atom’s step, and I sing, wordless, all the compliments of my praise for what you have made. I am amazed in you. I do not need your name to know…
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Reflections
Dreams Are Messengers And Messages Alike… Every once in awhile he seems to knock at the door of my mind, and, when he does, sometimes he brings a friend with him. Bill Maraschiello was a musician I only met during two events, sessions of The Scottish Harp School held at Oberlin College in Ohio, in 1985 and 1986. They were events I managed to go to in spite of my parents’ illnesses. They were…
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The Tea Cup Moon
The Tea Cup Moon
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Dream of the Red Moon
Dream of the Red Moon
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Walk In Your Own Life
Walk In Your Own Life
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An Unseen Universe
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Take Care of Life
Take Care of Life
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The Clouds of Life
The Clouds of Life
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Redefining Joy
Redefining Joy is one of the great discoveries of my life. Help me spread the word. Please share.
I have learned that the best way to live with depression is to redefine joy. In the middle of a dark time, I focus on some brilliant thing.Sandra Lynn Sparks
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To, As Always, Begin Again.
To, As Always, Begin Again.
Every life I have lived is over. In every single moment. Life is changed into memories, which then become scattered. Memories then become largely forgotten, or clung to, for too long. Sometimes they are written down, or photographed, or videoed, and then put away. Largely forgotten. I am like pretty much anyone else who has led a conscious human life. It is all I know. And all I know comes from…
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A Return to the Past
A Return to the Past
I am returning to work on past life recall, as I revise the workbook I first released in 2005, called Going Past. Now largely a journal for the use of those who want to record their own past life recall, it will be available on Amazon.com in the near future. Here is the cover of the book as it first appeared for use in classes.
There is also a new channel on Youtube called Psyche’s…
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Be a Teapot: Life Without a Ventilator.
Think back. There was a time when there were no ventilators. There was a time when there were no doctors, and no hospitals, and we had to think about what to do when we could not breathe. I had to do that when I was a child. My mother was an invalid, and there came a time when I couldn’t depend on her. My father was at work. I had been given a mind for figuring things out. So, one day, when…
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Change has come.
Everything before this moment is gone. What we knew is going through
reset. And the truth of the saying “Be careful what you wish for… ” has been thrust, quickly, on the entire world.
I have precognitive ability. No, I don’t see all and know all, no one has that ability. But I have seen, since early childhood, things happening ahead of their time, through dreams and what you can call visions –…
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