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Found
Read more: Found“I do not understand the mystery of grace — only that it meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.”-Anne Lamott What have I found? What have I lost? The stars stretch into the web of the dark sky Their dying lights meeting my eyes In a different…
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The Alchemy of Love
Read more: The Alchemy of LoveA crown with divine (feminine) life ascending from it; thorns pushing up against three budding red roses inside the crown. This is the visual I put together in my head to have inked onto my lower back today. A representation of power, feminine beauty, pain, love, and life. The Alchemy of Love You come…
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The Past
Read more: The PastA photograph of my Grandmother, Juanita Concepcion Perez. She was a beautiful, formidable woman. I loved her fierce spirit and her spicy personality, hidden in her small frame. When she passed, I was just 18 weeks along with my first child. She died at my mother’s house, with many loved ones surrounding her. I looked…
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Blessed Are Those…….
Read more: Blessed Are Those…….“You are blessed,” I often hear, especially recently. But I think that can be misconstrued because it implies that those who suffer more are not blessed. And what runs through my mind is that there could easily be a better person than myself that has a much harder life. And I’m not above anyone else…
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Illustrious Life
Read more: Illustrious LifeLast night at dusk, on a walk by the lake, I looked one direction and the sky was forming pink and blue stripes. The other way was a brilliant indigo blue. Along the edge of the horizon a subtle shade of apricot formed. Within the time it took for me to cross the bridge (and…
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The Dreamer
Read more: The DreamerBlack Friday Active Shooters Gun Sales Up Thieves and Looters Polluted Oceans Polluted Hearts Easy to dwell in The darker parts Of humanity The struggle is not What you see But seeing what ought Exist and be
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