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On the edge of the unknown…

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It is nearly midnight,
and I do not know where my laptop is.

This might not sound newsworthy, other than the fact
that my laptop contains EVERYTHING I NEED to write.
And midnight is my deadline to write & post to you.… —-> Continue…

Keeping the Treasure of You…

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Recently I’ve had a few discussion about…
EX’es
(or is it “exes”, “ex’s”, or “exi”
as in more than one “ex” ???)

So here’s my theory.

People are people,
and we all have things about us
that rub people the right way,
and rub them the wrong way.… —-> Continue…

Look Behind the Mask

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Look behind the mask;
See beyond the smile…

In light of recent events,
I’d like to pull back a bit from perception
and take a good look at the reality around us.
In particular – the people in & about our lives.… —-> Continue…

Sometimes It Takes a Tragedy…

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Sometimes it takes a tragedy to cause us
to take hold of our lives and create triumph.

From the rumble of toppled buildings
to crushed & shattered dreams and hopes;
where we go from here all starts at a beginning.

Do we rebuild from rubble with the same anger,
greed, hate and self centered agenda that brought
them down – brought Us down – in the first place?… —-> Continue…

What if 1 in 5 people could change your Life?

 

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Chances are if you tell 5 people about something you want,
one of those people can bring you closer to getting it -
either directly or knowing someone else that can.
(It’s that whole 5 degrees of separation concept that
we hear about yet rarely ever take action on.)

So what I would like to do is help you get one step closer.… —-> Continue…

What If It Was You?

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Many years ago I heard a story
about a letter Abraham Lincoln
had written to one of his generals
at some point during the Civil War.
From what I recall, the general had
been hesitant at a time when
immediate decisive action was
needed to achieve a victory,
and because of his delays and
decisions a defeat seemed eminent.… —-> Continue…

In Ever Loving Memory of Dad…

“Will you be a pallbearer?” he asked me.
I looked at him – not understanding the question.
A pallbearer is someone who helps carry a casket
at a funeral, and we weren’t having a funeral.
We were just… we were just here.… —-> Continue…

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