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“The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. the challenge is to heal the mind.” Caroline Myss
Outside her box she attended to her breathing
setting aside the rivers of consciousness
that on any ordinary day might drown her,
and settled for nothing that was yet something
without it being anything at all,
and later she could only imagine
that she was fed by angels.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Signu calabrisi ma sulu i nascita, picchì sta terra haju abbandunatu. Quanti ricurdi dintra sta capu, i mia piccirilla, i mia quatrarella. Ma vugliu turnare Calabria mia, picchì 'ntu core si sempri ccu mia
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Signu calabrisi ma sulu i nascita, picchì sta terra haju abbandunatu. Quanti ricurdi dintra sta capu, i mia piccirilla, i mia quatrarella. Ma vugliu turnare Calabria mia, picchì 'ntu core si sempri ccu mia
Dragostea de oameni nu este un model sculptat în piatră sau smuls de vântul ce trece printre frunzele copacilor, vocea ei este șoapta ce ne alintă sufletul.
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Frequent Musings Through Poetry & Prose
One girl going green, hoping that others will join her.
COLLECTED THOUGHTS UNFOLDED
thoughts of mine
Meet yourself
"I am a Poetess and a Hue!"
.... and Viral Images
Randomized relatable Thoughts
the crazy busy life of the working Mom
Sage words!
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Thank you so much Isha.
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Very beautiful.
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Very much appreciated, thank you.
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you’re so welcome.
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I love your poem and the quote. Great wisdom, Paul.
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Thank you for that Winnie.
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My pleasure, Paul.
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Amazing Poem !
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Thank you so much.
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Inner temple
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Yes indeed, and thank you.
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Lovely! 🙂
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Thanks Dawn
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The key to inner peace – beautiful.
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Thank you for reflecting back on this, yes indeed, thanks VJ
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Pleasure, Paul.
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Your words hit like a hammer!
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Well that is certainly an encouraging compliment, thank you so much.
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the real angels are my inner seers 🙂
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Yes 🙂
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Beautifully expressed, yet very moving…
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ThanK you so much Amy.
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Great poem – a challenge to get back to this discipline
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Yes
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Love it! Sometimes one could really think beeing in a box. 😉 Michael
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Yes indeed 🙂
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🙂 Oh yes! Great!
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