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don’t wanna talk about  it or tell you who I am or listen to you tell me people aren’t explained, they are experienced don’t want leftover’s not your’s or anyone else’s no hand-me-down kinda love there are no half measures…

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How to Tell the Rain

Heavy and thick And cold comes as the wind picks up Trees swaying in unison   You taught me how to tell the rain How to feel it’s coming on my skin And in my nose How to tell my…

building bridges

The Way to Love…

‎”Never make someone a priority when to them, you are simply an option.” It’s funny I was schlepping up and over the mountain one morning last week and this quote came to mind.  And interestingly enough, a few days later, I…

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Stomping at Puddles

As I walked the 10 blocks home this afternoon in the pouring rain, my green and white flowered Gipsy skirt and white tank stuck to my body and rainwater dripped down my hair and face.  I smiled.  First I smiled…

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Magic Moments

I spent yesterday afternoon in a hospital room, sitting in a chair beside my grandfather.  As he slept I read a book touching on Grace sent to  my good friend Ronald Arceo. There was a an elder woman sleeping in…

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Without You

were it not for you, I would not know the joy of being who I am I would not know the immense power within me I would not have experienced the palpable sensation of it were it nor for you…

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In the Palm of Your Hand

it’s in the palm  of your hand your giant hand that envelopes all of me that’s where I close my eyes to be where I don’t wanna be where I am in that dark moment with my eyes shut I…

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The love of a woman…

There is no love that nurtures like the love of a caring woman wether she is loving her man, her children, her family, or strangers.   My grandfather lost his wife after 62 years of marriage, October a year and…

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People Watching for the Soul

I ride the subway in the office on rainy summer days with much agony. I am one of those crazy people that would rather start off my day sweating my way up and over the mountain with my bike, and then end it off in the…

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moment to moment

she drew in life through breath stepping back to let him take the lead paused for a moment while he got strong while he chose it was soon that the curtain lifted like a fog like a soft voice inside…

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