Tag: spiritual
member name: Fred Hose
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May 22, 2008 09:28 AM EDT --
I do most of my writing at a coffee house known as Casablanca. Its dark wood paneling gives the place a warm stimulating atmosphere. The many coffee drinkers that come and go immediately feel at ease. . . .
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August 10, 2007 08:15 AM EDT --
The fisherboat had just passed between huge boulders near the shore of the tiny island. Kalibri was said to be the visible top of an submerged mountain that jutted up above the ocean.
Ajay turned . . .
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July 29, 2007 12:30 PM EDT --
For all my new friends.
What makes an artist create or better still what makes an artist create gloriously?
I was good scholar at school but I came alive when it was that part of our English . . .
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July 24, 2007 03:12 PM EDT --
Nicholas and I parked our Harleys outside that great majestic Manhattan hotel in downtown New York. It was well known for its grandeur and opulence. Merely to walk through the large gold and glass doors . . .
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August 29, 2007 07:10 AM EDT --
Most of this information is taken from Demartini publicity materials and his website.
The Reason For My Interest in The New Beginnings Workshop
After a long friendship I found that it had been . . .
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September 18, 2007 12:12 PM EDT --
The Story of a Golden Aura Lost in a Grey Fog
As told by a Woodsman
I've just come from the woodland
But I'm almost ready to leave
The eyes of you villagers are without grace
And I feel condemned . . .
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April 05, 2009 11:06 AM EDT --
Hello everyone
I've been away for a while. I know that many but not all of you have forgotten all about me.
Not all of you because some of you are my most dear friends.
But . . .
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January 30, 2008 06:52 AM EST --
I walked into the pub and said a loud "hi" to everyone.
The barman said "Hey, come on over here and join us".
I held up both my hands as if blocking his invitation.
"No . . .
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February 19, 2007 04:53 AM EST --
I had bought the corn cob pipe as well as the raisin and honey flavoured tobacco just as the old man had requested.
After traveling through the picturesque Cavalho vineyards, I had eventually come to . . .
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November 05, 2007 10:10 AM EST --
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Play for me fugues by Bach
And Hail to Thee's by Haydn
Four seasons by Vivaldi
A passage for the violin.
Tell me what did Hillary see
Was it Tibet or deep into his heart? . . .
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January 25, 2007 03:29 AM EST --
Jason and Haya walked joyfully hand in hand over to the two hangars that stood some distance away from the farmhouse, near the horse paddock. When they arrived there he was awestruck. He had never . . .
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October 23, 2008 05:08 PM EDT --
Hi all
Here's a poem about three aspects of a relationship....especially if one happens to be a writer.
I am the thief
Who comes to you
And steals a moment
By taking something . . .
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November 08, 2008 04:31 PM EST --
How can I long
For what's already mine?
How can I discover
What I already know?
Are there different clouds
Over different seas?
Are there sands
That are more golden?
All I know . . .
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May 16, 2009 07:54 AM EDT --
I bought the corn cob pipe, as well as the raisin and honey-flavoured tobacco in the village, just as the old man had requested. I packed them into my back pack and rode off, on my Yamaha.
After traveling . . .
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