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How I Made A Friend
How I Made A Friend. Saturday, December 2, 2006. North Country, 1981. HOW I MADE A FRIEND. Hey Monkey Man, Prince man, King of the Castle. Monarch of Pumpkinland Hill. Bicycle Rider, Scaler of Trees. Be my friend, please, if you will. Teach me to ride with you, climb with you. Teach me to sway with the breeze. Show me the secrets of Pumpkinland Heaven. Map me the path of her moon. Teach me the moon’s trick of touching, not grasping. Pray that she shines on me soon. Silly man, Monkey Man, rider of rapids.
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Joan Shulman |
It’s the messiness that makes us. Human . . .and our imperfections. That make us beautiful. Living, leading and loving from a place of internal worthiness is a brave endeavor. When we choose this path, we choose to embrace our imperfections and share the most honest versions of our selves. This is my wish for you. An invitation to bring more connection, compassion and empathy to your life, your work and relationships. Let’s collaborate. Sign up for my monthly newsletter to get messy with me. June 7, 2016.
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Joan Shumway Yoga – Love yourself just as you are
Hatha Yoga in the Northwoods. Joan Shumway Hatha Yoga in Northwest Wisconsin (715) 798-3441 Email.
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That (You Know) Love Thing
That (You Know) Love Thing. Wednesday, November 22, 2006. Some of them only for weeks,. Some for days,. Others for years,. And years, enough so. I thought the whole world. If ever they left. And then when they left. What more can I say? For more poems about relationship, click on the links to the right. Posted by Joan Dobbie @ 12:38 PM. View my complete profile. Poetry Immersion Classes with Joan Dobbie. Some Thoughts and How to on Poetry Writing. POEMS THAT FOCUS ON (YOU KNOW) THAT LOVE THING.
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Joan S. Hust
Joan S. Hust. Friday, July 11, 2014. BRAZIL 2014 Mission Trip Joan Hust. Brazilian evangelists saw the World Cup as an opportunity to witness for Jesus. The evangelicals who make up nearly one-quarter of the country’s population brought faith to the World Cup celebrations. Brazil may have lost its bid to win the World Cup, but they took advantage of the few days left to win the souls of soccer fans. Local Christians did not let the opportunity slip past them. Joan S. Hust. Monday, April 21, 2014. She was...
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I Begin With a Moment
I Begin With a Moment. Saturday, March 24, 2007. I Begin With a Moment*. One particular moment. It is Sunday, after the family Sunday dinner. Sweet with the smells, of Sunday. There is the fireplace, wood burning; there is the staircase, warming as it rises. I am sitting halfway up the staircase, facing out; my hands loosely encircle the smooth swelling bars of railing. I am bathed in the swelling comfort of rising air. And what is the matter with Joanie? Why does she always sit by herself? I do not unde...