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Days 348-349 – Are We Dreaming?
“Time is a trick. But, the biggest trick of all may be reality…The only good choice we have in this world is to let our everyday choices be guided by Love’s energy instead of letting Fear’s energy shadow our days.”… Continue reading
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Days 345-347 – From Another Country – The Golden Thread We Inherit
“Anxious to see my newly-born grandson (back in 2010) but separated by the distance between Nashville and Boston, I wrote him a letter-poem…” -Erie Chapman Continue reading
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Days 343-344 A Light Shines – A Guest Essay
[Please note: Today's GUEST ESSAY was submitted by Bobbye R. Terry Executive Director, Odyssey Hospice and represents her views] One of my favorite verses in the Bible is found in Isaiah 61:1, the beginning verse of The Year… Continue reading
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Days 338-342 – Profiles of Radical Loving Care
“Trying to measure Love is like attempting to snap a picture of God.” -Erie Chapman Continue reading
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Days 336-337 Countless Masks Falling
I look out into a field of stark, leafless trees wrapped up in a ghostly fog of grey. Their dark limbs silhouette tributaries of black lace, entwined in a colorless sky. How bare and vulnerable without their protective garb, their… Continue reading
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Days 334-335 – How “Empty” Becomes “Full” – The Impact of Expectations
We expect a lot from art. We want it to inspire us. Yet, most of us overlook that truth that to enjoy the best art we need to make an effort. No art can reach us unless we discover how… Continue reading
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Days 331-333 – Action & Inertia
“What if, right now, you listened for how you can be a pathway for Love’s light?” – Erie Chapman Continue reading
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Days 329-330 Paraprosdokians
"Paraprosdokians are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected; frequently humorous. Winston Churchill loved them." ~Anon Here are a few paraprosdokians from a distinguished cat named Esmae who dreams… Continue reading
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Days 327-328 – Those Who Rekindle Our Light
“…hope is a ship on the horizon. And it is sailing our way.” – Erie Chapman Continue reading
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Days 324-326 – “When I Was The Forest”
“The more we seal ourselves off from the earth the more we distance ourselves from life. Love rises from the ground, wraps the trees, massages the oceans, stirs the fires of life and paints our hearts with the only colors… Continue reading
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