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Disciplined Motion
there are dayswhen the treetops swaythere are dayswhen the treetops remain stillit all depends on the windfor the trees just are rooted in the earth’s soil as time passesthey grow tallertheir roots deepertheir ability to handlethe force of the windgrows greater the greater the wind’s force blows a tree’s stability strengthensnot by its resistancebut by…
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The Holy Trinity
The world aroundmirrors the world within;what you see is what you get;what you get is what you see. Change the externalby changing the internal;change the internal by changing the external. What goes inmust come out;what comes outwas from within. Be brave enoughto wander off, alone;to seek solitude,be still, listen to the silence. This is whereyou…
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The Contemplative Practice of “Maybe”
A Vignette:Birds of a Feather Sliding my lunch plate toward the center of the patio table, I leaned back in the chair. Elbows perched on the armrests, legs propped on the table’s edge. I stared toward the empty street lost in thought. Tickling fingers brought me back to awareness as I caught myself circulating their…
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Let me
I’m not your work of artto be decorated, ornamented,painted in pretty colors. Placed upon a pedestal—glorified and praised, orcriticized and judged. I just am who I am,so let me be, I must live out my purpose,my God-given destiny. I’ve been instilled with passions,personality, and unique gifts;I was created to move aboutand express my inner bliss.…
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Traps
everyone will face trapsof darkness, they are to overcome those who shine the brightesthave either done so, or have yetto face their traps so judge not, lest ye be judgedcondemn not, lest ye be condemned for judgment and condemnationare themselves traps, andmany get entangled -akw- ___©2024 Angel K WillBlog Photo by chivozol from Pexels Be…
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Cast Blessings
I sung a blessing over a blue jayin the old maple tree,and as he flew awayhe sang it back to me … “You’re lovely, you’re beautiful,you’re magnificent too.I’ll now go share this psalmsung to me from you.” He flew high and lowsinging ever so loud;lullabies of encouragementbillowing from the clouds. Echoing throughout creationcomforting open ears,just…
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One Day
earth an oceanheaven the skyhell the depths deep below this is the unfoldingof God’s creationwithin every man’s soul earth, the workingand toiling of salvationin a three dimensional place heaven, the great expanselifting us up, beyondtime and space believing and aligning with man’s logicdisplacing God’s voice withinthis is the creation of separationthat man has coined our…
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“The Voice of the City” by O. Henry
I recently came upon this short story, and it resonated deeply. So, with no further ado … The Voice of the Cityby O. Henry Twenty-five years ago the school children used to chant their lessons. The manner of their delivery was a singsong recitative between the utterance of an Episcopal minister and the drone of…
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Seabed
the oceanwith a seabedas its floorswim downto its depthsjust once morewhen turning and twirlingyou’re sure to kick its groundand in doing so you’ll findflittering all aroundfogging those still watersthat were once see throughlike man’s mindfilled with thoughts untrueallow the disturbed particlesto fall back into placebe aware and observefrom a peaceful spaceall will become clearyou’ll be…
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The Ladder
A pin drops on a tiled floorwithin a dream, awakening youso you think, or have you fallendeeper into the trance-like state? How deep does the dream go,rung by rung if climbing down?How high might the dream reach,if you climbed toward the sky? One ladder, two directionsoffering various perspectivesbased on your current positionand changing as you…
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