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Daily Practice for December 23, 2016

Daily Practice for December 23, 2016

Word:  Today, to honor December and all that is contained therein, I am republishing here a post from Jamie Dedes that was published under our daily blog pages at BeguineAgain.com. Look to the light, the light in the window, The simple lit candles that shimmer and shine. The message is clear as simple lit candles, The passion for freedom is yours and is mine. - Rabbi Dan Grossman December is a month rich in the holy days of the Abrahamic traditions. Jews celebrate Hanukkah, a commemoration of the Jewish reclamation of The Temple of Jerusalem in 164 B.C.E. Christians celebrate Advent - a period of waiting for the birth of Christ - followed by His birth, Christmas. Because Muslims go by the lunar year, the date varies for the celebration of the birth of the Prophet. I believe this y

Oh my! 1967 – the first poem of mine ever to be published; Yikes! 17 years old

Grace, heart, Joy
I was definitely the product you'd expect from the odd and awkward situation in which I grew up and surely I showed little talent, no free thinking and no genius or particular promise. The poem is not good - some youth write profoundly beautiful and wise poetry and young people today are far more savvy than I ever was  -  but it does illustrate that after fifty years or so writing will improve. We writers often have our doubts, but we are an unrelenting bunch. We write, write, write. We enrich, reform and reframe as if every word of ours will spark more Light in the collective unconscious, which I rather think they do. Make of Me a Tree I am young, Lord, but my heart is true, Make of me a tree Make me strong and supple That when tempests blow, I shall stand unyielding. Let
Finding a New Beginning

Finding a New Beginning

inspiration, Renewal
I am a child of the 80's, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I have been revisiting so many memories lately, and the death of Prince has opened some doors that have been closed long ago. I'm not that girl anymore. Sometimes I wish I were. I've left pieces of myself along the way, and so many of the people I loved are gone. But what I miss the most was the unquestioning faith I had. It's hard to carry that through losses and beliefs that just don't match up anymore with the foundation of the faith I had. I knew who I was back then. One of Prince's band mates was quoted as saying the image of purple rain represented “a new beginning. Purple, the sky at dawn; rain, the cleansing factor.” I don't know what he meant for it to represent, but I've always believed it meant something like tha