Category: Posts
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Opening To Receive
We know that you have been making the most of a pretty bad situation there on Earth. We also know that you have summoned so much help, so much healing, so many solutions, that there is a sort of logjam of energies that have been coming your way but that not enough people are open […]
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First Person
The lance that pierces my side is not made by anyone out there. I take full-on responsibility for that one. You can accept that as you wish, but my point in putting it out here is a kind of alert. I recognize putting it all in the first person can come hard; I’m hoping to […]
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Liberty
No matter how many times we’re told we have to save ourselves, we still go for the, “yeah, but you sure you can’t help?”. It worked with mom and dad. Americans hold a view of themselves that they’re not panhandlers. In the desert, this can mean you dry up & drift off. We pay attention […]
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Loose Loosh
The problem is memory, for me. Nah, not that I do not recall, but that what I do recall still carries the same charge. If evil aliens are feeding off my energy loosh, this entitles them to revisit favorite bad or hard times, the best times I cultivated anger or unhappiness. The trauma memories seem […]
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Unraveling
I have become a third world country. What does that mean? My life is rimmed around a definite high each day & I get to choose what it might be: A morning walk, a sunny place to sit, a terrific book to be lost within… I take my bags to the market to fill & […]
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Oaths: Legalities: Legal Ties: Insights
This is the part of my life where I’m allowed to be funny, to be creative, to talk to people using language I’ve spent a lifetime developing. Instead it was “Shut up, it’s The Covid” at all times. I do not consent. I am literally of a different mind when it comes to all of […]
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Returning to Prayer
So, a time or two ago, I was able to tune into prayer as being that tiny generating engine behind my energy. While I’ve been making my changes, it turns out so has Prayer. What I was told was a technology has become solid as such. I’ve learned “What were you thinking?” is not a […]
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Schwinn Twin
I’ve always been the bent spoke in the wheel at that violent angle proving vicious to lower limbs, Perhaps this is why I kept distance from others. I guard my independence fiercely; it has a presence others may find bristling. But nothing is as it once was as I soften. Trouble is, I’ve already driven […]
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Pre-Post Covid
A long set of poems borne of lonely anger. Covid is not my illness, but it may have bested me – financially, figuratively & finally. Were I suicidal, I would already be dead of it. See my images as your own but don’t dwell here long. Love, Carol THE DISEASE OF UNEASE How can I […]
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Tired Of Covid Yet?
I, for one, am VERY tired of Covid. Of course, I don’t have it. I am simply suffering from its blowback. Sierra County has experienced ONE death & two lockdowns so far. I have lost good earrings from wearing masks. I have been accused of standing within 6 feet of others! I have lifted my […]
Riding the Light 