forgiveness
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I dreamed of a love I thought I had forgotten. He showed me his open hands and I fell into his arms. Like water without a pot, I could not be contained. When we started walking backwards, it seemed like a fun kind of game at first, a new perspective on the shape of things…
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I finished reading Many Lives, Many Masters by Brian Weiss M.D. last night. The book has been in print for twenty years already, but the past is always relevant, so it’s longevity isn’t a surprise. While this is the first time I read his book, I did have the pleasure of attending a workshop with…
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Today, I finally let you go. The fog has lifted. The rain swept through and cleaned the city’s smog from the windows. I always thought this would feel like a death. The death of you and the could-have-been of us. But, it didn’t. Hanging on was the deeper death of all my hopes and dreams…
Let It Bespoken 