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Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Changing Photographs...For those of you who enjoy my photographs, I am

deleting many to replace with new ones. If any of you would like a print of 11x14 for $6.00 or original photograph 11x14 for $15.00, please e-mail with title of blog and picture you want. I haven't exactly learned how to do this yet by listing in blog. Just learning to get around the wheel of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 10, 2008

You've never heard the voice of God?

Look at the stars above, Their luminous orbs of many rays, Speak of infinite love. The universe to you doth speak You need not know her laws The grass the flowers all growing things in there are no flaws. The seasons as they come and go The wind, the sun, the rain; The voice is there and everywhere,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 8, 2008

Power...who wants it and who gets it?...

Power is a two-edged word. It most always makes us uncomfortable. We who have it and we who want it. All of us want to be powerful. To get what we want is high up there on everyone's wish list. Of course, to make others do what we want them to do is a grand human trait. Sometimes it can be good.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 2, 2008

Need of loving...Folks need a lot of loving in the morning...

The day is all before, with cares beset-- The cares we know, and they that give no warning, For love is God's own antidote for fret. Folks need a heap of loving at the noontime-- In the battle full, the moment snatched from strife, Half way between the waking and the croontime, While bickering and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Each a Part of all...

There's a part o' the sun in an apple There's part o'the moon in a rose There's a part o'the flaming Pleiaqdes In every leaf that grows. Out of the vast comes nearness For the God whose love we sing Sends a little of His heaven To every living thing. by Augustus Wright Bamberger Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, February 28, 2008

Need a hug? When depression gets me down, I know I need to get

busy and do something creative. It improves and enhances the physical, mental and emotional well-being of all ages. I like to doodle and scribble, look at art books, and draw on the computer. Art Therapy is based on the belief that the creative process involved in artistic self-expression helps us... Sign in to see full entry.

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I forget sometimes pain can be a source of wisdom...

I've been noticing little aches and pains dictating my life more and more. All of us get the woulda, coulda, shoulda pain of disappointment in ourselves and others. Life's constant hardships sneak up on us until we begin having regular internal dialogues on a regular basis. Many opportunities are... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

My childhood's home I see again...

And sadden with the view' And still, as memory crowds my brain, There's pleasure in it, too. O memory! thou midway world "Twist earth and paradise, Where things decayed and loved ones lost In dreamy shadows rise, And, freed from all that's earthly, vile, Seem hallowed, pure and bright, Like scenes... Sign in to see full entry.

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They never quite leave us...

They never quite leave us, our friends who have passed through the shadows of death to the sunlight above; A thousand sweet memories are holding them fast; To the places they blessed with their presence and love, The work which they left and the books which they read Apseak mutely, though still with... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, February 23, 2008

What must we be when we grow up? Que Sera Sera

If my life has been training me to do or be something in particular, what would it be? I grew up in poverty, I learned my lesson well. I was a sad little girl, I learned to keep my sadness a secret. I think learning to distrust is important to our survival. I learned to barter with God for what I... Sign in to see full entry.

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My journaling is kind of a walk through my mind while searching for joy through self-expression. Though it was never my original intent, my concern quite naturally turned from the idea of me "feeling good" to the idea of you "feeling good." I personally believe being engaged in writing and art making is better than not andliving without depression, pain and anger is better than living with them. Check out my websites, www.sculptingtheheart.com. I thank you for your comments to insure my own growth as a writer and artist.

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