Good Evening, God! Give sorrow words . . . Shakespeare said that centuries ago. But, God, we don’t. As for me, I didn’t know how. So I pushed it down . . . focused on all the Good Stuff .…
Good Evening, God! Give sorrow words . . . Shakespeare said that centuries ago. But, God, we don’t. As for me, I didn’t know how. So I pushed it down . . . focused on all the Good Stuff .…
Please, God, keep on helping me! PLEASE take my “Mother Heart” and give her Humility! Help me entrust my Heart — and the Loved Ones in my Heart to YOU.
Here I am in this amazing Universe. Here, now, on Planet Earth. How, now, shall I respond?
Last week when June very quietly mentioned the word “surrender” I cried out, “Oh no! To me “surrender” means being facedown in the Mud!”
It makes me think, God, of how some people can DO everything RIGHT — have that clean coat of white paint — but lack the free flowing water — the Living Water.
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
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chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
chatting and sometimes, listening
Since 1958 articles by members & guests offer news about activities, history, Sacred Dance practices, profiles of Sacred Dancers, choreography, images & illustrations.
How to Step In -- Substitute Teaching
world wide fun