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ALABASTER SEASHELL-PART 2

Alabaster Seashell is one of my favorite songs. It has such a mystical quality, with descriptive words and eerie music. Continue reading

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I CAN’T TELL YOU

At my last hypnotherapy session, I opened up to talk about the guilt I’ve carried for many years over disappointing my mother because I wasn’t an observant Jew like she was. Continue reading

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YOU HOLD ME UP SO I WON’T FALL

Moving was so exhausting that it left every part of my body sore. Originally, I thought my post and writing would revolve around the experience of sleeping in my parents’ bed. I still had the rapid heartbeat in the darkness. As I lay there, I felt the thumping begin to settle down. A warm calmness enveloped me. It was so quiet and peaceful. Finally, my heart slowed down and beat softly, instead of pounding. It was all clear now. I was home. Continue reading

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I LOOK AT THE CLOUDS

I often look up into the sky and imagine my father is watching me from the clouds. Lately, I look there and am saddened by my cloudy vision. Blurred is probably a more accurate description. I’ve decided it is time for me to write an update regarding my vision. In May, I had new glasses made and could not see out of them very well. I brought them back to the optometrist and it was determined that within one month, my eyes had changed. I had a lot of tests done and it was determined that my visual problem is most likely due to cataracts. Continue reading

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