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"Open Book" is an apt description.
I am a woman who is still trying to figure out life. I want to embrace everything! I'm a little shy... So much to learn, not enough lives Comes to mind.
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"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature." ~Helen Keller
Are you tired of those sissy 'friendship' poems that always sound good, but never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.
Fri, July 25, 2008 - 11:43 AM
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1. When you are sad -- I will jump on the person who made you sad like a spider monkey jacked up on mountain dew. 2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you. 3. When you smile -- I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in. 4. When you are sca... read more
I wrote this poem after I got married. It was about my relationship with my new husband and his children and my life taking such a sweet turn. Then when I first posted it here on my blog right after I joined Tribe, it was more to describe to how I felt about Burning Man. But now, after meeting the friends that Cog and I have met from Eon and XSL and other places, this poem has morphed into a poem of love for all of you and how you have had such a profound effect on my life and heart.
Sat, July 5, 2008 - 1:35 PM
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My friend Ivonne who sits in the cubicle right in front of me sent this e-mail to me. It tickled me. Hope it tickles you~
Thu, July 3, 2008 - 8:50 AM
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A Woman's Prayer~ Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man, who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong. One who loves to listen long, One who thinks before he speaks, One who'll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he's gainfully employed, When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door. Massag... read more
I first read this poem a long, long time ago when I was around 11 years old I think. I have always loved it and believed it with my whole heart as only a romantic, pre-teen can love a poem and it's metaphors. I still love and believe in this poem and it's message. The 11 year old is buried deep, but she is still in there somewhere!
Mon, June 30, 2008 - 2:15 PM
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I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for me— A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor. In truth it pictures not my destination But m... read more
Going over the mountains
Fri, June 20, 2008 - 6:58 PM
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A lesson in endurance, the cold Wind sliced in from behind Mount Whitney like a scythe Come up from Hades, not a fiery sword But death’s icy dagger stabbing Its way inward, uneasily forgotten As hands and limbs thawed and Souls steamed outward through leather That offered little protection that day Fire is good, the ancestors knew It's life will keep yours, at the hearth An unknown inn, gracious hospitality Our lips sipped the welcoming warmth Only to ha... read more
*Beauty Secrets for Divas*,
*Group Visualizations and Affirmations*,
A Circle of Merry Folk,
Abundance Manifestation Network,
aries,
Bacon Tribe,
Baking (Breads and Pastry),
Burning Man,
Burning Woman,
Celtic Pagans,
Cerridwen's Cauldron,
Craft of the Wise,
Crafty Witches,
Cultivatelife San Diego,
Dark Goddesses,
Dean's party,
Diana & Aradia,
Downsize Us!,
Edible and medicinal plants of the wild,
Elysium Midsummer Festival 08,
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