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The Real Work

  It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work, and that when we no longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind … Continue reading

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Self-Trust

via Quote of the day — welcome to my little piece of quiet In response to self-doubt, there surely must also be such a thing as self-trust…  The result of learning to step away from everyone else’s drama and needs … Continue reading

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Love Is A Direction, Not A State

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Come Alive!

via May 3, 2017 – Come alive  — Motivating Giraffe

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We Are What We Seek

“The Perennial Tradition says that there is a capacity, a similarity, and a desire for divine reality inside all humans. What we seek is what we are, which is exactly why Jesus says that we will find it (see Matthew … Continue reading

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Faith

1 As the deer longs for the water brooks, • so longs my soul for you, O God. 2 My soul is athirst for God, even for the living God; • when shall I come before the presence of God? 3 My tears … Continue reading

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Life Choices

“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.” H. D. Thoreau via resilience — Writing with Light

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Disorient

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Too Young To Feel Regret

… I doubt my choices; yet I am too young to feel regret. I hear the echo of too many voices and forget to trust my own and what its truth may be. It’s fear that speaks in me of … Continue reading

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Crossing Lines

The gaze is unafraid of crossing lines  Imagination leaps ahead Yearning sets one foot across, restrained by reason hanging on its heel, reason, who draws all lines, who wants to know before taking a risk, reason, who secretly hopes to be convinced otherwise, who dithers, … Continue reading

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