Tag: spirituality
group name: oneheardvoice
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December 14, 2007 08:51 PM EST --
In a manger born
With joy we celebrate him
In death crowned with thorns
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March 08, 2008 01:22 PM EST --
I was digging for treasure
I became mad in the digging
Heaviness set in
I became weary of the heaviness
I became weary of the madness
I stopped digging . . . more
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December 10, 2007 10:00 AM EST --
If God is love in all religions, then isn’t what really matters love? Love connects us. Religion when not practiced with love divides and conquers us. Why do we look for differences . . . more
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November 08, 2007 11:47 AM EST --
I’m not much of a social climber. I was never really very good at it; nor did I have any taste for it. Neither am I a career climber. Perhaps I could have excelled at this . . . more
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January 05, 2008 01:08 PM EST --
In the last several years' colors have been taking on a different meaning for me. I started out early as an artist; therefore, naturally, color played a key role in my life. I was . . . more
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November 17, 2007 12:34 PM EST --
I made whole wheat French toast for breakfast this morning. While we were eating I asked my husband how could anyone be allergic to wheat. I ate lunch yesterday with someone who was. . . . more
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December 19, 2007 07:38 PM EST --
As 2008 approaches I have begun to formulate resolutions. In this period where the law of attraction is emphasized so much one might actually call these intentions instead of resolutions. I have begun . . . more
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January 25, 2008 10:24 PM EST --
I just got a call about an hour ago, Larry has gone to his reward and
had been released from the prison he has been in from this terrible
disease of Altzheimers, I am reposting this because it says . . . more
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January 03, 2008 10:45 AM EST --
This is a continuation of what I call resolutions of this year and for all succeeding years of my life. They are basically virtues I wish to work on. This morning it also came to me that they . . . more
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February 07, 2008 10:00 AM EST --
While talking to a friend yesterday, the subject of relationships came up. She is one whom people come to for advice regarding relationships. I thought that for single people, having a . . . more
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December 21, 2007 12:38 AM EST --
When I was a small child
A window to me
Was what I looked out of
And the world I could see
Then the windows became
more adventurous to me
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March 11, 2008 11:41 PM EDT --
A 3-Year Study at 7 Major Universities Finds Strong Links Between Arts Education
and Cognitive Development
Learning, Arts, and the Brain, a study three years in the making, is the result . . . more
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December 16, 2007 04:50 PM EST --
The sleet gently tapping on my window pane
reminds me that sunshine will soon come again
I look for that light that is sent from above
I know that it is God, sending his . . . more
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February 03, 2008 03:29 AM EST --
Earth, a tiny speck in the universe so vast
born billions of years ago in the past
surrounded by a moon and heavenly stars
and planets much smaller and bigger than ours
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November 01, 2007 03:12 AM EDT --
The grudge was too deep for to long.
Over time, the reasons forgotten.
Why treat them the way you do.
Call a truce, calm down.
Relax!
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December 12, 2007 04:11 PM EST --
"Lowly,
Bountiful and Benign...
I sing.
All Life is sacred, so
Honor life with Generosity.
Giving of yourself draws you closer
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November 23, 2007 05:50 PM EST --
I am here at my computer,
and around the corner I can hear
the sound of two men talking
it is music to my ear
It . . . more
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November 25, 2007 04:59 PM EST --
The angel of Death shot an ar row , to b row beat me
nar row ly missing my heart, I heard the cockc row
I am b row sing my mind full of . . . more
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March 07, 2008 04:12 PM EST --
Yesterday I went out and when I came back there was a beautiful bouquet
of flowers in my living room, received by Billy with a balloon on it saying
I love you, . . . more
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March 12, 2008 03:30 PM EDT --
The love of my life was very ill, I knew there wasn't much chance
he would survive, but hope filled my heart. I held his hand, and
sat by him day after day. . . . more
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