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Life Drawing Class

We sat on rickety wooden folding chairs with newsprint pads propped on another chair in front of us. At nine o’clock the model came from behind a screen in the back and took off her robe and struck a pose … Continue reading

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Feelings Unfiltered

Two weeks ago today, Sept. 29th, at a loss for words. This is where I was. Primitive and raw, battling my way out of confusion. A crumpled pink post-it upper left. Placed at the back of the moleskin sketchbook, it … Continue reading

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Excerpt: Voyage Home

Excerpt about the voyage home from The Nancy Who Drew: The Memoir That Solved A Mystery One of the sailors led me to my cabin. We stepped carefully over cables of twisted steel littering the deck. We circled around bristly-faced … Continue reading

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The Shattering

“The Shattering” is a phrase I came across in one of the Alice Bailey books. It refers to the way our world needs to shatter before we become willing or able to make the necessary progress to the next stage … Continue reading

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What is the Blessing in the Wound?

Betrayal can propel you into a netherworld of confusion and hopelessness. It can feel like death. Betrayal changes us forever. When everything we believe in is thrown into doubt, we question what we think we know. But if we have an … Continue reading

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The Truth About Reincarnation

I don’t know if there is any definitive truth about reincarnation; I only know what I have worked out and resolved for myself. Which is that it was my choice—on a soul level—to own my connection to the person I … Continue reading

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The Nancy Who Drew Light In the Darkness

To free myself from the past, I gave myself to the past. When I gave myself to the past, I found a different pathway to the present. A new passage from there to here. After I went back there, to … Continue reading

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