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Signs, Direction, and Another Room
The lead-up to decisions, where the result impacts many people and is one of those moments where life changes direction, and the person years from now may not recognize the person now, is the most gut-wrenching moment swirling in self-doubt, a search for reasons, and a forced self-reflection. So much responsibility that borders on a…
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Poem – Welcome
Tears fall upon the lotus growing near the red water. A robed figure walks the dirt path from the bay carrying a full bucket not one drop is spilled as they descend a hill leading to the monastery. ~ Trees give up their leaves to the earth, the earth gives the leaves to animals, what…
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Poem – Absentia #20
I remember the music filling the room and the flickering lights across the throng of dancing people as we walked through the crowd embracing while the bombs fell around us. We did not know until they came in and shutdown the music and the strobes and announced that we could not leave that we must…
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Doors
As one door closes, another opens. An old saying, yes, and for the most part makes sense. However, I like the idea that, when one door closes, there was already five open. In the midst of a transition as I take stock of life, I am opening many doors, and with a child-like curiosity, peeking…