Tag: life
member name: Cyndie G.
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July 13, 2008 09:38 PM EDT --
Our ancestors sing
within us we hear their truth
to brighten our path.
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July 14, 2008 12:30 PM EDT --
Sweet sixteen,
cowboy boots over heels;
She doesn't want dances.
She's licensed for wheels.
Singing away,
As the car's all gassed,
Drive, drive, drive,
life's a journey . . .
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August 05, 2008 11:14 AM EDT --
When one walks with llamas, the world becomes an inspiring place. I discovered this while on vacation in the Great Smoky Mountains as I trekked with these spirited animals.
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July 17, 2008 09:45 AM EDT --
It was on my birthday when I first discovered that I was at a special place in my life. Some close friends of mine fretted about their passage into middle age, pointing to numerous new . . .
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August 02, 2008 03:20 PM EDT --
Ears searching strands,
ripples of jazzy pleasures;
Sequences of sequins, strung out.
What don't you know about this?
Listen and I will tell you.
This world's not always . . .
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July 11, 2008 08:45 PM EDT --
two souls
softly gather;
to dream of flying far;
yet tarry in moments of wist--
floral tryst.
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July 18, 2008 10:34 PM EDT --
Step up.
Keeping walking forward;
Others have done the same,
Their hearts heavy,
Their footsteps deep.
Move on.
Ascend toward your dreams,
One . . .
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July 29, 2008 01:20 AM EDT --
Sisters, take care with your words,
For they sting my ear.
So easily flung, those words of yours
Hit their mark every time,
Causing me to wonder
When can I be free
To be
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July 10, 2008 12:38 PM EDT --
Green path--
bamboo garden
offering still moments,
verdant thoughts nourishing the soul
to peace.
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July 14, 2008 12:07 PM EDT --
I am a member of National Family Caregivers Association. Having been a caregiver for over six years, I understand there is much to be done in providing support to those who provide . . .
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July 10, 2008 12:17 PM EDT --
I'm primarily known as a historian who writes researched based articles for journals, presentations and conferences. However, I have a lighter side and enjoy exploring the more . . .
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July 07, 2008 11:19 AM EDT --
Sometimes, it's easy to lose sight of the beauty around us. The world may not seem like such a bright and beautiful place. The responsibility of caregiving is enormous and . . .
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July 11, 2008 09:02 PM EDT --
I know this place. The temperature is soaring, fueling my fever and provoking the ache of loss. A wind from the southwest lazily taunts tall pine trees, causing . . .
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July 22, 2008 11:23 AM EDT --
"How can I go on?" I ask myself. The pain is unbearable. I feel numb and confused. I feel like someone tore a hole in my soul and it will never be the same again. . . .
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July 13, 2008 10:14 PM EDT --
There's a giraffe in our banana tree.
He eats green leaves, you see.
And though I laugh and shout with glee,
No one can see him but me!
His spotted neck is long and tall, . . .
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July 01, 2008 06:54 AM EDT --
The garden in our soul is a perpetual garden, which is available to us at any moment in time. On a particularly dreary winter day, I can visit the garden within and find it blooming in . . .
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July 02, 2008 11:11 AM EDT --
One October day, a dear friend of mine invited me to her small country home for tea. As she approaches the age of 85, I marvel at Estelle's gentle ways and, more importantly, her . . .
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July 12, 2008 10:55 AM EDT --
February 14, 1864
Old Dominion
My truest love,
The news has been disconcerting lately. I sit by my window, punching my silly needle through the block of embroidery. My stitches for . . .
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July 12, 2008 06:35 PM EDT --
For many years, I depended on other people to make me happy. I looked for partners who seemed ideal at first, only to find they lost that magical glow as the relationship progressed. I found . . .
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July 27, 2009 03:55 PM EDT --
I envisioned the train wreck before it happened. On a clear day on one of the endless summers without rain, my thoughts happened on the way things could be, would be, sometime in the not-so distant . . .
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