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THROUGH MY MUSIC – PART 2
As I healed and expressed myself through writing and music, I felt serene. My emotions were no longer exploding anymore. It was the intensely satisfying process of songwriting that truly healed me. I was able to easily express my deepest emotions that way; I channeled them into words and melodies. Unfortunately, some of my songs have become very personal; it is far too difficult for me to share them publicly. One day, I know I will. Continue reading
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TO SOMEWHERE UNKNOWN
Only two weeks ago, I wrote a story comparing the death of a kitten to watching my elderly father deteriorate and suffer. This past week, a different path appeared for me to take with my father.
To do nothing was simply another path I had been on that was becoming quite difficult due to my father’s suffering. When it comes to making medical decisions, I definitely use intellect and seek advice from professionals. However, in the end it is my intuition that has guided me. Continue reading
CHILDISH DREAMS
Yesterday, I had a beautiful exchange with Joni regarding my last post. I decided to move the poem over here and share our exchanges. If I could summarize what was most meaningful for me, it would be how my friend overcame her childhood trauma. She suffered a lot as a child. Instead of dwelling on her painful memories, she moved forward. She turned her life into one filled with promise and love. There was no bitterness within her. That is a beautiful story for me. Continue reading
WE GREW UP SO FAST
It was such a lovely morning. I was in the garden area of my mother’s nursing facility. In the cool shade, I sat with Joni, my mother and her caregiver, Miriam. I had brought along my guitar. The warmth and love between all of us bathed me. I was with three, very special women. My mother was the mainstay. I absolutely adored Miriam; her love for my mother made her like my sister. And Joni, was completely connected to me. This wonderful morning was Joni’s idea. I had asked her last week where she wanted to eat to celebrate her birthday. She said it would mean a lot for her to visit with both me and my mother instead of going out to dinner. Continue reading
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