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The Friends | Half Way to the Moon...
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Half Way to the Moon…. Generally an eternal optimist, a somewhat extroverted spiritual yogini and oft strong-willed mind-changer. A wanter of cake and eating it to, and definitely a Hedonist. An anxious meditator, the youngest deacon in a dying presbyterian church, and a lover of cheese. She has been pracicing yoga since she was 17 and prefers to drink cappaccinos dry. 1 Cat Fawkes - April 2, 2010. April 6, 2010. 3 lesleehorner - April 25, 2010. Just added you guys to my blogroll and I look forward to le...
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Sexuality and Spirituality | Half Way to the Moon...
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Half Way to the Moon…. January 15, 2011. Posted by Cat Fawkes in Christianity. What I am incredibly puzzled with at the moment is why religious people, in general, hold sexuality to be one of the primary ways of demonstrating good character. Now, we all know “nothing” is a subjective term — but, I mean, really — why is it that we assume everyone who lies in a bed together is having wild sex? Is this right of us? 1 irishanglican Fr. Robert. January 15, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Life Under a Tree.
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an attempt to save paper: lessons. life lessons.
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An attempt to save paper. Lessons. life lessons. Learning a lot these days. Some topics as of late:. More to come. but that's a start. something you can ask me about if you want details :). I would like to hear a full synopsis of each of these next weekend, please and thank you. May 9, 2010 at 11:16 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Lessons. life lessons. That time Jesus stood up for me. Pray With Passion and Carry Your Gun. Don’t want to be the bad news bear but….
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Standing on the Edge: October 2009
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Standing on the Edge. Tuesday, October 27, 2009. Pain is an intrinsic part of being born in a physical body, as the Buddha has taught. In reality, aging and sickness begin the moment we enter the world. Yet we are conditioned to ward off all pain. We are unwilling to allow the pain simply to happen. Gavin Harrison, from “Working With Pain,” Tricycle, Winter 2002. Friday, October 2, 2009. We have years and years left together. Such special memories, and I think that shows in our photo-booth extravaganza!
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Standing on the Edge: September 2009
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Standing on the Edge. Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Thursday, September 10, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Trust that the best gift you can offer others is the resolute embrace of your own Truth.". View my complete profile. About-Face Deconstructing Images of Women in the Media. Adult Adoptees Advocating for Change. Agents of Moral Courage. Dove shows Media Distortion. Wish Upon a Hero. Actually, who are you not to be? Standing on the Edge- all text and art.
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Standing on the Edge: November 2009
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Standing on the Edge. Monday, November 9, 2009. Speak to Me Grandma. Speak to me Grandma I’m alone in my thoughts. Speak to me Grandma You’re at home with the thought. There’s a wind blowing off the top of Divide. Through the valley of our old St. Mary. You have thrice earned the rest that you’ve got. And the cross your fingers carry to beyond. Now, I really can’t believe that you’re gone. Speak to me Grandma, stories blossom in you. Speak to me Grandma legend blended with truth. You felt the buffalo go.
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Standing on the Edge: Don't Get Your Hopes Up
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Standing on the Edge. Sunday, February 14, 2010. Don't Get Your Hopes Up. Could this really be spring? In an atypical fashion, only harboring a little bit of worry that the weather would take a turn for the worse, I embraced every sunny moment.walks with the pupperoni, trips to the dog park, cappaccinos with friends, and plenty of good conversation. And, it was good. When I began to fall asleep that night I had a thought, a reframe of a childhood memory that has plagued me for awhile. It was the phra...
