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Category: Lessons
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Intention:Mind! Body! Soul! We are magnetic personalities to whom people are drawn. (Hey! Did you know the best way to learn how to live in the moment is to love a depressive?) Because it's no secret: My horribly wrong, 9-year-long turn has led me to you. Reinvention:Release! Freedom! Permission! You said if I were truly…
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Benny showed me how to concoct a remedy to take back my life. I'd grown withdrawn and *bunchy because I gave away my power to someone else's dream. Benny could tell by the copious notes I scribbled in my book I hadn't a clue how to steer my boat. "You seem like the sort who'll…
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I don't like telling another person's story. Not if I wasn't an active participant in it or given written permission. Reckon it's due to my dislike of fictional memoirs and the scourge of humanity: fake news. I also realize this self-imposed creative restraint is the death knell for a writer. I go back-and-forth on the…
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The Silver Needle Theatre appears when foresight steals the spotlight. She's the only venue equipped to show what can only be seen inside the mind. So here I am in the balcony, watching you speak to a packed house. You are dressed in your best white button down, blue jeans, and grey suede shoes. Your…
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Have I bought into any number of myths concerning beauty? Do I truly believe beauty comes in all shapes, shades, and sizes? Is everyone beautiful? Sure. I'm not going to lie. I have a huge crush on Charlotte and I wouldn't mind being tall and slim and very French. Hell, I don't wear…
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Ok Melody, listen up. Truthie Ruthie here to help an old friend. You don't get a second chance to make a first … Quick! First thought that popped up … I wonder where my copy of A Confederacy of Dunces is I read in college and carried around with me like an In Case…
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Hey, where were you on Tuesday? Random cried all day because He Was The Only One. Too much responsibility to handle! That morning, he must not have donned his big boy pants. Anyway, your cousin said you're such a "head's down" guy that she often forgets you're here/there. The Buzzard didn't know you were out…
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what you see beneath ussupporting all our doubt and despairare bankers boxes full of paperdefaced with coordinates on howwe were supposed to steer this ship now the return is delayed on our uncharted trip we may as well be carried on this tricky wind andcount all the ways we can fuck up the simplest things …
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tummy troubles and forearms marked with bruises sunny claws her way to the surface too much time has she spent in the turbulence of deep, deep love catch and detach air comes to her rescue fire keeps her in line distress calls carefully edited no one…
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The astrology lady kept saying "Water Barrier" instead of "Water Bearer" when she gave my reading. Dam! "Make no concessions," she warned. "Just eat them." Our dark side defines us? The light shines so we can exchange pleasantries with our fellow shades? What a waste of hard earned cash. Everyone flashes fake images…
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