change
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Dreaming about zombies should be about death and dying, but it’s not.
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I wait Centered in the cacophonous rush Listening intently For quiet sounds to emerge Rising above to ensnare me Releasing me into multicolored prisms Joy intertwines itself with life I swirl in multidimensional shafts of light Delivering me from the inharmonies of life Here I want to reside Worldy stings pull at me Bringing…
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There he is; the little old man, his reflective vest, and his silver walker. He’s usually on the sidewalk when I am getting ready to turn to go into my school. He’s moving at a good clip for someone who is using a walker. I notice his legs are strong and muscular. Every morning on…
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When I went through Army basic training, I had to learn how to read a map and use a compass to navigate my way through the woods. Needless to say, I was not good at this. My sense of direction is always backwards. And while I can read a road map, reading a topographical…
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On the Cusp.
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I am on the cusp of a new life. I can feel it deep within me, bubbling to the surface. There are dreams/goals that are finding their way up to the front again. As I am on this journey to lose weight I am finding who I want to be once again. To lose weight I…
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God is so good. I went and worked out this morning and came back to weigh in on my scale, and it was down. It his me like a ton of bricks; I am being faithful to God and He is blessing me. No, it’s not just about the weight. Before the new year came,…
Great Joy 