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Writing so well, you will create your own new path, as you want to do...despite pain and challenges. Such difficulties take time, courage, and patience to overcome, one step at a time. You have Blogit friends pulling for you.  

posted by reasons on May 16, 2005 at 5:25 PM | link to this | reply

I've read this over at different times.....
*hugs*
Oriah Dreamer, yes, I've been to her website as introduced by a friend in the past couple of months. I think she inspired Don Henley.
Thank you for your kindness and suggestions, Temple.

posted by Wildwoman_Laloba on May 16, 2005 at 5:10 PM | link to this | reply

Excellent writing Temple!

Sorry I have not been reading you on a regular basis.

Again - I would like to thank you for your comment to me regarding my blog When in Blogitville - Do as the Blogitvillians Do? - Are There Really Celebrities Here in the Land of Blogs?

You have given me inspiration for taking my blog on blogs, blogging and bloggers in a new direction.

posted by Transcendental_Child on May 15, 2005 at 2:38 PM | link to this | reply

Yeah, that's true May...
But I guess I was lucky.  The people I worked with were good most of the time.  I think what it was is that I knew the rules, now I feel like there was a new manual issued and I didn't get a copy.  Old school journalists were, let's face it, a lot of men....so there was that issue of not respecting women, too, but I guess I just knew more what to expect.  Hell, it all has good and bad.  I just have to create my own path no matter what I do, and that's the point, right? :)

posted by Temple on May 13, 2005 at 5:06 AM | link to this | reply

Some of the old school were not that respectful either. So much depends on the individual. Power does funny things to people

posted by Azur on May 13, 2005 at 4:04 AM | link to this | reply

Temple,
Demons that you believe in,
will always be there.    JJ

posted by Jack_Flash on May 12, 2005 at 5:26 AM | link to this | reply

You know why they seem to be leading happy lives?

Because they are ignorant.  Ignorance is bliss, right?  Those of us who can see beyond ourselves tend to be less happy.  We see the injustice in the world, we feel things deeper, we fall harder...

Our biggest fault is that we try to conform...to fit in...to be like "them" because we want a "normal" life.

What is a "normal" life anyway?  I hope I never know.

Hang in...

posted by koriani on May 10, 2005 at 7:28 AM | link to this | reply

Temple as usual your writing has left me breathless and wanting more. I'm sorry your demons are changing for the worse. I wish I was closer. I agree with everyone here who knows you can beat them. I believe in you and you are strong.

posted by Ca88andra on May 10, 2005 at 3:01 AM | link to this | reply

Temple,
Your words have a beautful flow, like a prose-poem,  the pain underneath, questioning the mystery of this shift in identity, your spirit shows through, that though who you have been is only a fragment of who you are. 

posted by Blanche. on May 9, 2005 at 7:00 PM | link to this | reply

temple

Well first of all, of course I knew you meant no harm. That's why I stressed that in my post.  Anyway, even on the off chance that the demons were to win this round, I have every confidence that they have no chance in the ultimate battle.  They haven't the strength and courage that you possess.  Nasty buggers are no match for such a soul in the long run.  I know some words of encouragement can sound a bit trite, but I do believe that they are true.     

posted by Holy_Grail on May 9, 2005 at 6:46 PM | link to this | reply

Temple,
I would have said exactly what Rachel said. No, they can't win this round, they won't. They never have (I don't care if these are a new breed of demons, either.) They haven't and they won't. Why? Cause you are way more powerful than they. Even though you are tired and feel you just want to throw in the towel, you won't. It's not in your nature. My demons are just as real, too, and I often feel the same way about just sayin', fuck it. Take me. I don't care anymore. Life can't get much worse....but then, like you, I snap out of it, regroup, and regain my strength that I know is in me even though it went dormant for a while. Spitfire comes back and kicks them back into the universe and I wipe my hands, dust myself off and again fight for what I need and want. It's hard, Pal. I know it's all easier said than done. But, like I've said before, We will not be given more than our soul can handle. This is your main life challenge. Imagine yourself on the other side doing a life review. How do you want to view yourself as how you handled all of this? You and I both know that you'll want to gloat to the younger souls by saying, "See what I did? I overpowered those mother fuckin demons. I rule!" And my friend, my sister, you will.

posted by SpitFire70 on May 9, 2005 at 6:35 PM | link to this | reply

Phones are great things....
but they are not the best for communicating some things...never doubt, I am here....

posted by jimmy68 on May 9, 2005 at 10:07 AM | link to this | reply

What you give is everything.

Don't discount it.  I know the battle you fight each day, and I know you still think of me.  That means so much.  The connection is our friendship, our sisterhood really.  I know you are there, in my mind, in my heart.  I don't feel strong now, though.  I just don't feel strong.  Usually this feeling passes.  I regroup, I find a way.  Right now, well, the demons have the ball.  They don't have tea and conversation with me, not these demons.  These are a whole new breed.  Stuck, that's me.  One minute at a time.  I'm hoping it passes soon.

Always, your support and just being there helps.  Never think it doesn't.

posted by Temple on May 9, 2005 at 9:22 AM | link to this | reply

Wow.

Beautifully painful.  Or, painfully beautiful.  I'm not sure which.  Your writing is, as usual, so vivid.  It captures the pain, the desperation, the longing so well.

I know there isn't much I can say to make things easier.  And, it doesn't help that right now I have so little to give.  Emotionally, materially, mentally.  All I can give is spiritually.  Our connection is greater than anything else, unfortunately it may not be enough to move you forward at this point.

Inside your mind, are the demons.  But I'm there, too.  They won't win this round. 

posted by RachelAnna on May 9, 2005 at 8:48 AM | link to this | reply