Tag: spirituality
group name: myguild
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December 06, 2006 11:01 PM EST --
Everything consists of different shades of grey. There is no colour in anything but myself. There is no noise, no smell, no movement in the air. Somehow, it is both day and night, like when the . . . more
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January 05, 2007 01:47 AM EST --
I am sadness, I am joy.
I feel filled, I feel void.
I am going, I have been.
I am innocent, I have sinned.
I am common, I am rare.
I am covered, I am bare.
I was early, I was late. . . . more
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December 30, 2006 11:00 AM EST --
Would you believe it?
Saddam Hussein has been executed on Vaikunta Ekadasi day which a very auspicious day in the Hindu Calendar. It is believed by devout hindus that a person who dies on this day attains . . . more
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September 02, 2007 05:48 PM EDT --
Never alone (revised)
From his promontory,
space divides the emptiness beyond,
permits a blinded soul
to look upon . . . more
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December 16, 2006 09:33 AM EST --
Yet another email of today. This time it is not a joke, but a serious thought of Saint Vivekananda. I think it is proper to share with u as we are getting ready to see off 2006 and welcome 2007.
When . . . more
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January 11, 2007 05:42 AM EST --
I for one is a firm believer in faith. Last year, when I was caught in the floods of Mumbai and had to walk home in pitch darkness and neck deep water it was faith in God which motivated me to go ahead. . . . more
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February 22, 2007 10:23 AM EST --
After I read Amy George's three line but powerful poem "Word Baptism", I couldn't rest until I wrote this as a God speed support message. Bon Voyage Amy.
Did you hear . . . more
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March 05, 2007 05:02 AM EST --
There are many "woe is me" poems. This poem is for those heroic figures that stand tall with a twinkle in their eyes. Those that have the strength to spread warmth and love to others and . . . more
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March 30, 2007 01:45 PM EDT --
In my country, any male ten years or more older than you are is called Oom or Uncle. This is the story of one such Oom. One that helped me to change my life.
As a rising young executive, I had to spend . . . more
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July 10, 2007 05:40 AM EDT --
I keep speaking,
of your meaning,
to me, and the world.
You are unknown, to all who know you,
except for the seeker,
who is blind.
Blind to the worlds hatred,
to their manic laughter,
to their ignorance. . . . more
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January 05, 2007 11:24 PM EST --
On a sad blue dream once did we meet,
her spirit came to me on golden feet.
With caring set in her deep brown eyes,
with no dark in her to be disguised.
And sweet words of hope for me did she send, . . . more
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May 24, 2007 08:44 AM EDT --
The Competitors
Published in Recursive Angel
In answer to your question,
a reluctant sigh, a halting monologue
I feel unheard and the tears... The tears
are already . . . more
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February 19, 2007 09:47 PM EST --
With all the strength I may command,
cast these demons away,
purge them from my being,
only discovering with great dismay,
that they remain ignoring my sincerest demand.
What do I . . . more
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October 25, 2007 10:37 AM EDT --
In yesterday's article, From Giving Up to Gratitude, I closed with a few questions. One in particular was “Will we deny ourselves contentment or will we shake ourselves out . . . more
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May 25, 2007 05:55 AM EDT --
Welcome to the SHINE SHOWCASE for May 25, 2007!
Each week (or so...) I select another member of our group to showcase on our site by making them a "Feature". . . . more
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June 22, 2007 07:55 AM EDT --
Each week (or so...) I select another member of our group to showcase on our site by making them a "Feature". This means that one of their works (I choose) will be shared with . . . more
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January 04, 2007 02:49 AM EST --
Life is full of innocence,
for a baby nestling in a mother’s arms,
Life is full of fun,
for a child walking his first steps.
Life is full of enlightenment,
for a student entering the temple . . . more
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March 04, 2007 02:11 AM EST --
Thirteen years old,
my last Communion
the ashy thumbprint
of God pressing into
my forhead like a sin-
seeking missle.
I feel it in knees
weak from kneeling
slack hands tired
of clasping,
in each stiffled . . . more
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May 07, 2007 05:41 AM EDT --
Yesterday while doing some cleaning, I came across this poem. It was originally printed by the Springfield Journal on September 17, 1992. I remember how thrilled I was to see my poem in print. . . . more
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December 07, 2006 03:47 AM EST --
When I was a kid
Mom, you were the only woman I knew
And you were very beautiful
I remember how men passed at you
When I was a little body guard for you
I remember Dad fighting . . . more
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