February 2012
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Distant Thoughts →
You wanted to have it all, just like the rest. You wanted to feel the emotion of having everything and a sense of completion for once in your life, when it feels like a constant occurrence for everyone else. You just wanted to feel what it would be like to have it all, before you die. Are you being greedy? Or is it too much to ask for? Your heart cries at night, it’s usually happy when...
Feb 10th
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Feb 8th
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The power is not so much in the way you pray, but who you pray to. God responds to an authentic heart. God is looking at the heart, the humility in one’s heart. Whatever we think has an impact in what we feel. Renewing the mind is the ultimate goal, but not always the place we start. Stand strong in every moment, and keep on going - this is an act of humility. All things work together for...
Feb 5th
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You’ll never know love if you never surrender to it. You think knowing will heal you, fill some crater in your soul? You’re story may not have the happiest beginning, but it is the rest of your story that defines who you are, who you choose to be. So, who are you?
Feb 4th
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Feb 2nd
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January 2012
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Jan 30th
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The key is given by the father. We focus too much on what we want: things we do not have - healing, and wealth. Yet what is most important is love. The greatest is love, and God is love. Love comes from the father. To know love is a personal experience, no one else can experience it for you. Know that God chooses those who are Godly, the men of loving-kindness.
Jan 29th
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845 - Ocean Blue
As vast as the ocean blue, and deep as the starry night - so is your love for me. “The most beautiful thing is how the ocean never fails to stop kissing the shore no matter how many times its turned away” - Sarah K. You are the bright in the night, the burning wheel of the sun. You are the fire that burns through my fingers, the destiny that keeps me warm.
Jan 28th
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Jan 25th
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Jan 24th
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Be Patient - A true story
A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy’s hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital. Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he...
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Jan 21st
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Jan 20th
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ListenA reading by me: Night Garden, Anne Michaels ...
Jan 19th
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Forgive & Forget
Truth be told, its simpler than it sounds, simple but not easy. As hard as it is; we do it not for others, but for ourselves. To forgive means to accept, to move on; so that we don’t stop moving forward - no matter how slow we go. To forget, does not mean to erase from our minds - but to place it in the realm of the subconscious. To not leave it lingering at the foreground of the mind-stage....
Jan 18th
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The heart regulates the hands. “Watch your heart, for everything you do flows from it” - The Bible. Unity is essential, liberty not so much. Our charity is our belief, and faith is an attitude. This is the sotry of the last year in my life, the story of my beautiful struggle. The necessary storms in my life. Listen, and don’t be afraid - there is more than just blood that flows...
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Jan 15th
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Accounting for Beauty
(Image via)  Erotic capital doesn’t set us free. It yokes women’s careers to the whims of men by Autumn Whitefield-Madrano Before I actually read Erotic Capital, sociologist Catherine Hakim’s treatise on how women should flex their powers of sexual allure in the workplace, I wanted to like it. As Hakim presents it, erotic capital is a combination of physical assets (beauty, style) and...
Jan 14th
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Jan 13th
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A bird’s feeling  →
Every morning I woke up to the songs sung by birds that lived in the tree next door. I had always wondered if birds sung in a language other birds could understand, but even if I couldn’t understand the language, it had a smoothing sort of melody to it. The tune relaxed my body. I wouldn’t get annoyed like my neighbours did.  They told me how much they hated the birds that lived in the...
Jan 12th
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““I open my palm and my lifelines look like branches from an Aspen tree, and...”
– Andrea Gibson (via 9septembers)
Jan 11th
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Jan 7th
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“I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you’ve ever said to me....”
– Lisa Kleypas
Jan 6th
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Lonely Ghosts
Life can be like a bad dream sometimes, we all want comfort - the ones who can get us through long nights, we all don’t want to sleep alone. Everyone’s scared in the dark, but I will not be afraid. The light is always there, it is all around me - nothing is missing. I am not waiting for the sun.
Jan 3rd
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Jan 1st
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December 2011
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My reply; to beautiful, hidden words - read... →
The beginning would be nice, but tears have flown down so much today from the inner core of my heart, that there is nothing more I can say (sometimes you don’t have to say anything, just listen to the right people). I can’t speak to anyone, about anything. I have lost my connection to being able to talk to people (who don’t matter to me, who don’t treat me like I should). And...
Dec 29th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 27th
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“The girl who is worth it, requires effort.”
–   Jordan Todosey also know as Adam Torres from Degrassi  
Dec 26th
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The Night before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

 Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

 The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

 While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

 And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for...
Dec 24th
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Dec 20th
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