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April 2016 – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. April 26, 2016. To believe or not to believe, every person must ask this question sometime. I chose to believe early on but it was a decision that stayed with me even during the darkest times. I have been furious with God, (I tell him that he puts way too much faith in me.) But I never could not believe. That was my first crossroads, I made my covenant. And I’ve never gone back. April 23, 2016. July 22, 2016. April 22, 2016.
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Why Do Bad Things Happen? – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. Why Do Bad Things Happen? November 25, 2016. December 12, 2016. And raw skin being rubbed away by the gritty rocks, gasping for breath in the fumes but never breathing (because it was dead, really really dead) everytime it opened its eyes. Trying to breath was the worst agony of all, each time it felt like reliving the moment of death. This creature may have been human once but that memory only hurt now. The power of it surp...
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March 2016 – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. March 27, 2016. November 13, 2016. It’s a difficult subject. On one hand the artist who deserves recognition, not to mention money, for the work they do. On the other hand, how can you own an idea? I struggled many years with this problem as I wrestled with wanting to share what I have learned. But I am no lawyer, nor salesperson, after eight years I realized the only choice I have is to share or not, to speak or be sile...
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June 2016 – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. Who Is the Real Child? June 5, 2016. November 13, 2016. To grow up, you must first be a child.- me. Again and my ex-husband would make fun of me, asking Are you the parent or the child? I have never met a child who did not want to learn, only children overwhelmed by having to learn what they were not ready for or bored when they weren’t able to explore the questions that most intrigued them. June 3, 2016. We all need a piece...
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Welcome to My Jungle – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. Welcome to My Jungle. November 11, 2016. November 11, 2016. Where is my garden? It was so neat last spring. Now it looks like a game of hide and seek. Can you find swiss chard, chives, marigolds, catnip,cabbage, pumpkin and a pepper plant? What Would Jonah Do? 5 thoughts on “ Welcome to My Jungle. November 11, 2016 at 12:49 pm. Liked by 1 person. November 11, 2016 at 12:58 pm. Liked by 1 person. November 11, 2016 at 1:02 pm.
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July 2016 – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. The Luxury of Time. July 23, 2016. August 9, 2016. Often I wish I could give the gift not of time but of the enjoyment of time. Telling everyone:. 8220;Take pleasure in all that you do.”. Today so much time seems wasted on commuting in cars, judging the lives of strangers and trying to escape from a life without meaning. What would it be like to live slowly? The luxury of time and the joy of a life lived slowly. Life On The ...
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December 2015 – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. Why the Masters Aren’t Lost. December 29, 2015. July 22, 2016. If neither death nor time can keep a master from taking an apprentice, then I have no excuse for not learning. Winter 2015 - 2016. December 27, 2015. July 22, 2016. It has been many years since I dreamed of being summoned by a shaman. I have learned a lot since then. Yet there are few dreams in which I learned more. The shaman dream was the one for me...It was ju...
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Protect the Protectors – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. December 4, 2016. December 4, 2016. The veterans who stand for standing rock. Are asked to bring a Panoply. Of protective gear: body armor, helmets, ear plugs and gas masks in case of attack by humans and hats, parkas, mittens, gloves, boots and socks to insulate from the cold. Today they arrive, tomorrow they protect the water protectors. Carolyn E. Osiris = Openly seeking inquisitive, reverent, immortal souls. As a...I was...
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Prophecy – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. December 2, 2016. December 2, 2016. I hear the echo all the stronger. As people argue yell and fight. The murmuring of myriad voices. Even in the still of night. I feel them wash over me. Granting bits of foresight. What good does it do? People are moving mountains. Others can’t see but I can feel it. The pushing of yang, the pulling of yin. For every action, there is a reaction. The force that makes the earth spin. Carolyn ...
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November 2016 – Whispers in the Wind
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Whispers in the Wind. What I've learned from God and other non-corporeal beings. Why Do Bad Things Happen? November 25, 2016. December 12, 2016. And raw skin being rubbed away by the gritty rocks, gasping for breath in the fumes but never breathing (because it was dead, really really dead) everytime it opened its eyes. Trying to breath was the worst agony of all, each time it felt like reliving the moment of death. This creature may have been human once but that memory only hurt now. The power of it surp...