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Because It really doesn’t matter In the end Or the middle Or the start Because regardless The sacred shines in you Light is in you Actually Light is you The sacred is you Closer than your thoughts let you believe Closer than faiths have let you see You and the divine are one Sacred unity,…
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An empty pageDay 364One more of 2024 to goAn opportunity to writeOne more blessingOne more affirmationOne more truthOne more encouragementOne more message from the universeOne more awareness of love and magicOne more moment to remember this freedomOne more occasion to make this choice The last day?Or the first new dayThe next dayTime to be Time…
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Maybe 2025 won’t be (just) Happy Maybe it will be more. Maybe 2025 will be beautiful Maybe 2025 will be full. Maybe 2025 will be joyous or Maybe 2025 is when reality bites so strong its impossible to ignore. Maybe 2025 is about revolution, and resolve, not resolution (s) Maybe 2025 is for you, and…
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What might a Christmas poem be like If every word has been said? Tinsel, Trees and Father Christmas Do more, eat more, or do less..stress Shoulds and Expectations Faiths and Reconciliations Wine, cheese, mistletoe and turkeys Cakes, pies and Brussel sprouteys, Arguments and Excitement Let’s be real, eggshells in weird allignements Carols and images of…
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In amongst the usual stuff I write about, I thought I would share over the next few weeks, as a review of the year, 4 of the stories, readings, poems, that struck me in the course of this year, as a little gift for you. I have read Paulo Coelhos books for well over 5…
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What do you notice, when you stop and look within. Memories like fragile raindrops. Dangling on the grass, delicate holding on. Cumulatively heavy, on a light blade of grass dragging it down. Yet The grass is not the raindrops And one day there’ll be a storm and wind and sunlight and heat. And the raindrops…
James Ballantyne 