Eventually the day came when all of the casseroles had been eaten. The grieving began to wain and turn into a throbbing ache rather than the agonizing, gut-wrenching loss. The weeks following my father’s death are grayed out in the past of forgetfulness. My first memory is of blood being drawn at the clinic near the hospital. The doctors were going to test me for mononucleosis or the “Kissing Disease” because I had been sleeping more than normal. We later found out that I didn't have mono. Instead, I was... read more »
Not a book for general reading, of course. I selected this book as a research source; to discover certain aspects of magic for a fantasy I’m currently writing. I try to approach such things with a mind as open as possible, in case prejudice should blind me to things I might otherwise miss. I think what struck me most about the book, apart from the arcane style of the prose, was the combination of detailed instruction with a type of carelessness that I found endearing. If devotees are unable to duplicat... read more »
Bright golden and ruby red leaves on the trees gradually turned to brown and piled high on the ground. Sounds of static and rustling as the cold wintry winds blew the remaining of the summers foliage into what appeared like a leafy drag race to the end of the street. Halloween was a success; my daughter dressed as a punk fairy princess and my son was a superhero. For the first time in recent memory, I was able to enjoy the day. I was learning to understand and cope with what ordinarily is a very traumati... read more »
So seldom the silence seeps singing Surrender. in reflection I spent most of my life in genuflection without surrenders sweet song. Now to my amazement, the joy can not be contained. The lack of ritual is what was needed and maintained. Related articles Surrender is a sweet, sweet songSoul can sing it all [...] read more »
As the anniversary of my first memory approached with the certitude of the orange sun slowly rising out of the deep azure sea each morning, I was beyond exhausted from this seemingly endless journey. I was learning that it was important to take an occasional break from the healing process in order to come back to the work more refreshed and able to find a greater level of success. After each break I was still motivated to continue the work, yet the process was still wearing on me. I understood what was m... read more »
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“Why, Why, Why did he do this to me?” I kept asking myself over and over again. What was his motive? Was it to hurt me? Did he hate me? Or was I just a convenient victim groomed for the sole purpose of the pleasure of others. These questions haunted me every waking moment those last few months of 2011. I could not have foreseen the nightmare I was living in could ever get worse. Day after day the hungry maw of despair, depression and betrayal threatened to consume the very life out of me. Like a giant co... read more »
Como afirma uno de mis autores favoritos en el arte del chi-kung y experto en medicina tradicional china, el Gran Maestro Wong Kiew Kit, la religión se puede considerar desde un plano popular-ritual, pero también desde uno superior-filosófico. Todas las religiones del mundo se pueden considerar desde dos planos: el popular, que es el plano [...] read more »
Hunched over a mysterious gray object, I lifted my eyes and looked around the room I found myself in. There appeared to have been a struggle of mortal proportions here. The first thing I saw was a chrome and yellow kitchenette chair overturned on the blue and white speckled vinyl tiled floor.The other three chairs had been slammed against the far wall causing chair shaped holes when the dining table was violently pushed aside. A butcher’s knife teetered precariously on the edge of the counter where the d... read more »
Da, Japonia e o țară stranie. Stranie pentru că e diferită de ceea ce pentru noi pare a fi normal. Iar pentru ei e straniu ceea noi spunem ca e evident ca lumina zilei. Dar totuși, omul fiind animalul cel mai ușor dresabil, se obișnuiește cu toate. Aproape cu toate. Însă, ceea ce mi se [...] read more »
