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Professor Pain

Pain is a great teacher… sometimes the only way we are willing to pay attention. But there comes a time when it is unnecessary.This moment occurs when we finally learn to quit sticking our nose in the fire.

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Arrow of Pain

Do not get lost in your pain for it is an arrow that points the way. Our pain can be our cure. Just as a woman experiences pain as she opens up to give birth to a child, we sometimes … Continue reading

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Get On With It!

Sometimes you must dance with the butterflies, let go of the pain, laugh at the cause, and just get on with it!

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Bear Witness

Bear witness to the pain and joy of humanity. We come to earth as a spiritual being on a mission to develop our ability to love. As a human, we have many opportunities to participate and observe the pain and … Continue reading

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Pride Born of Hurt

I don’t need anybody! Is our self-sufficiency the result of needs seldom met? Did we depend on others only to be disappointed again and again? We became determined to never ask for help. Our vulnerability protected by pride born of … Continue reading

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Go to the Well

Go to the well wash away disappointment, sorrow, pain. Let waters pure merge with your tears, becoming rivers that flow to oceans filled with hope. Dip your hands in streams meandering through forest and glade. Wash away bitterness, hate, and … Continue reading

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Time to Grieve

Today I take time to grieve, loss of a child leaves a mother with an emptiness like no other. I feel her pain; my tears mix with her sorrow, and fall gently on the tiny colt, here for such a … Continue reading

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Broken Bones

Leg in a cast, bones held firm to heal. What glue does one use for shattered dreams? We weep and wail, wallow in our pain. Be like the bone which heals stronger than before.

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