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STORIES & POEMS *~~ |
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"Freedom"
by Dr. Jim Walkenbach
�� Freedom,
��� Soaring,
��� Unshackled,
��� Untethered,
��� Not bound by beliefs to an earthly domain.
��� Rising high on the updrafting currents of knowledge, The spiritual being remembers its Source. Cast aside are the forms that anchor the earthling, That cause judgment and fear and anger and death. To think that one's color, one's nation, one's religion, Are reasons for hatred, belies who we are. All souls are the same as the water in vessels
��� Not defined by containers, but each part of the Sea...� Whether your vessel's a bucket, crystal vase, or a chalice, The water's the same, if you look with eyes that can see.
Let the energy of Love be the Sun to your water.
Let it lift it like vapor once again to be free.
�� Let it rise and co-mingle with all water vapor
��� Uniting as one and reforming the Sea.
Father Taylor said: "There is just enough room in the world for all the people in it, but there is no room for the fences which separate them."
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Speaking of Agelessness .......
May God Bless and keep you always
May your wishes always come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
And may you stay forever young.
May you grow up to be righteous�
(but not too)
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the light surrounding you.
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
And may you stay forever young.
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a firm foundation
When the winds of change do shift.
May your heart always be joyful
May your heart always have song
And may you stay forever young.��������� written by Bob Dylan
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Welsh poet David Whyte made the intriguing observation, "I don't want to have written on my tombstone, when finally people struggle through the weeds, pull back the moss, and read the inscription there, 'He made his car payments.'" Whyte, like most of us, wants his life to matter. Even in some small way, most people want to make a difference and, at least to some degree, they want to be happy. But it doesn't just happen.
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No Room for Fences
You may know that Jackie Robinson was the first African-American
to play major league baseball. In his first season with the
Brooklyn Dodgers, Robinson faced hostility nearly everywhere he
traveled because of his race. Pitchers threw fast balls at his
head. Runners spiked him on the bases. Brutal epithets were
written on cards and shouted by players in the opposing dugouts.
Even the home crowds in Brooklyn saw him as an object of reproach.
During one game in Boston, the taunts and racial slurs seemed to
reach a peak. To make matters worse, Robinson committed an error
and stood at second base humiliated while fans hurled insults at
him. Another Dodger, a Southern white man by the name of "Pee
Wee" Reese, called time-out. He walked over to Robinson and, with
the crowds looking on, put his arm around his friend's shoulder.
The fans grew quiet. Robinson later said that arm around his
shoulder saved his career. Later, Jackie Robinson went on to
become one of baseball's all-time greats.
An arm around his shoulder made the difference. It said to the
crowd and anyone who cared to notice, "We are one."
Though we have made headway, race still divides us. As do
religion and politics and ideologies. And, though we are learning
better how to "put our arms" around people who are different, our
global community is not yet unified.
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DEDICATED TO MY FRIEND HELEN. |
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