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Writings From The ONE | Julia Desmond | Aspen Area, Colorado
Writings from the ONE. Now is the time to consciously Awaken and Julia Desmond is just the person to take you there. Julia is a true spiritual teacher for the modern world. She utilizes powerful tools to shift a person through Awakening. These “writings” are one such tool You will be shifted just be reading these words of Grace. Writings From The One. Welcome to these “Writings From The One”. I dedicate these “writings” in honor and praise to my beloved teachers Sri Amma and Sri Bhagavan, all...All conte...
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Writings from the Pavement
Tuesday, March 3, 2015. A great movie in the making. Links to this post. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. Tikal, Revenge of Lady Sun Eyes: 4 Guava and Teenage boys. Yax Nuun Ayiin stood there silent, not knowing what to say. Or even if he should say anything at all. He watched the girl kneeling there, how could he not? She will change her attitude. I'm sure, but it makes no difference how she feels about it. If she wishes to live she will obey.". There are plenty of noble families in the palace with a.".
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Writings From The Pickle Jar - The Pickle Jar
Writings From The Pickle Jar. Taking the lid off. Portrait of a Sunday in Shanghai. July 2011. Shanghai, China. The kitchen: on the side by the sink, an empty bottle of champagne. Gold wrapping wrenched back, splayed like a blossomed lilly, then crumpled and flattened in the haste to taste. An empty green glass bottle with apologetic French design nods to cheap white wine. A blue plastic bottle, empty, lying on its side, partially hides. A picture of extremes it strikes me. The pendulum swings to the...
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Writings From The Raven's Desk | Finding Hope in a Life with Mental Illness
A Road to Walk. November 27, 2016. October 7, 2016. Peace Like a River. September 17, 2016. There Will Be Light. September 10, 2016. You Are a Person. August 26, 2016. My NVLD in a nutshel…. On Before I Knew. On There Will Be Light. On There Will Be Light. Billy Burket on You Are a Person. Black and white photography. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 316 other followers. You Might Enjoy These. From Roots and Lungs.
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Writings from the Salamander Box
Writings from the Salamander Box. Thursday, August 4, 2016. Winds rush through leafy treetops. Back and forth, sway, bend. The song of leaves fills my soul. Wednesday, May 18, 2016. Which is the face I present today? Strong, tender, angry, sad. My hand hesitates with so many choices. I hope it lets kindness win. Tuesday, May 10, 2016. I wanted to call you today, even though I knew you would not answer. It's then that I allow myself a moment to pretend I could call and check to see how you're doing. It is...
writingsfromthesouth.blogspot.com
Writings from the Old South
Writings from the Old South. Being a raised Son of the New South, I grew up in the lore of the Old South. Although the history of the Old South is littered with the misery and injustice of slavery, the culture has a politeness and refinement that carries to the New South. Join me on my exploration of enlightenment of the Old South Poetry. Note: This is intended to be a weekly posting. Friday, March 6, 2009. SONG OF THE CHATTAHOOCHEE. Out of the hills of Habersham,. Down the valleys of Hall,. Abide, abide,.
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writings from the underground
Writings from the underground. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Writings From The Wok | Ramblings of haphazard Asian cooking, recipes and travel reviews
Writings From The Wok. February 16, 2014. Would you like a pint of Bubble Tea? Bubble Tea, Milk Pearl Tea, Boba Tea, whatever you call it, this is creamy sweetened tea (served hot or cold) with delicious, round chewy balls at the bottom. Whenever I went to Taipei, Malaysia, Hong Kong, Singapore, or anywhere in Asia, sampling their local stores and chains of bubble tea like Chatime. Summer will soon be making its way around the corner (possibly). And at around 3.70 a cup each time, I decided to tr...1-2 t...
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Writings from the Woods
Writings from the Woods. Sunday, September 22, 2013. Bed rest. Those two words sound like heaven right now. Chasing after two toddler boys all day can be exhausting. So much so that even showering seems like a chore. Little did I know what sleepless nights lie ahead of me. If you know someone whom is on bed rest or you have experienced bed rest yourself, I urge you to pick up the book "Beating Bed Rest". Sunday, September 15, 2013. Waiting On You Lord. It seems like it would be so easy to wait on The Lor...
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Writings from Torreon | Just another WordPress.com weblog
I have a backstory. July 24, 2009 · 8:23 pm. Mexico is not a movie. A few days ago 5 human heads were found in ice boxes along the road to Guadalajara. I suppose it’s one of those questions of life imitating art or vice versa. I suppose it would be a bit of both if the head boxes were found to have been arranged in some cosmic type pattern; the murderous combination of style and substance. Alas, the criminals of Mexico have far too little imaginationwhich is probably for the better. 45 minutes of silence.
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Writings from Wild Soul | "Everything begs with the silent rocks for you to be flung out like light over this plain"…rumi
Writings from Wild Soul. Everything begs with the silent rocks for you to be flung out like light over this plainrumi. Bull;August 10, 2015 • Leave a Comment. But it is hard to speak of these things. How the voices of light enter the body. And begin to recite their stories. . .*. View of Bidean nam Bian from Clachaig Inn. MacDonald Memorial Cross in Glencoe. Interior of An Torr. I don’t recall. Or evening birds chattering? Approach to Signal Rock. But it is hard to speak of these things. Or make too much...