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Archive for March, 2011
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What really changes the world? Jessica Jackely nails it!
Posted on March 29, 2011 | No CommentsI’ve often felt frowned upon for my resistance to “contribution”. Listening to Jessica tell her own story of how she gave to earn the right to go on with her... -
The Power of the Big Picture
Posted on March 28, 2011 | 1 CommentIt’s very easy to get caught up in the ampler of the task at hand and the fear that comes with it. The book we’re writing, the event we’re planning,... -
walking away
Posted on March 18, 2011 | No Commentssome goodbye’s are choices made without thinking too much too much thought would make them impossible to make and so she chose to let him fly back this man from... -
lovely knows
Posted on March 18, 2011 | No Commentsthe man who named her lovely still, she is to him and immediately she remembered how she enjoyed talking to him it was a fit that did not fit but... -
wrapped in white sheets
Posted on March 14, 2011 | No Commentstonite, as we lay face to face in the dark this narrow space between us wrapped in white sheets, naked I bare my soul I am afraid and I tell... -
childhood memories
Posted on March 5, 2011 | No CommentsMorning dewdrops on the grass remind me of being a child the made the lawn look white picket fence perfect the cool wetness on my feet I don’t remember why... -
morning shelter
Posted on March 5, 2011 | No CommentsShe woke, to find herself, watched over by his heart, wrapped in his arms Stretching and purring like a cat against his chest, only to press herself in more Full.... -
lips, perched on the edge of a cliff
Posted on March 4, 2011 | No Commentsthis love is like sickness that lingers and like the sun that warms it follows in the moments I find my lips perched on the edge of the cliff as... -
beyond words …
Posted on March 3, 2011 | No Commentsshe laughs remembering you puff as you explained your discovery loving your goofy realness she feels good when she remembers being near you watching you do the guy thing she...