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Tarra, The Woman: November 2010
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Saturday, November 20, 2010. To look beyond the obvious. The days seemed to be longer and slower with each step I had taken, thru the whisper of the grasses I would listen, within the eye of the sky I would watch, and with each breath I drew my heart beat one with the plains, a soft low chant would drift over the invisible wings of the land. But yet, I did not find anything or anyone. Really, did I expect to. Foolishly, yes a part of me did. Skies, I was going to regret this in a major painful kind of way.
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Tarra, The Woman: A restful sleep, finally
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Sunday, December 12, 2010. A restful sleep, finally. I woke up with a start. What else would be new, when it came to me, he often knew me better than I did. He knew how to handle me and allow me to see clear. For now I will try to rest some more, as the sky brings about a new beginning. And I for one am thankful that the sky saw fit to return him home to the plains, and to bring him back to me. Some prophecies are meant to happen and will happen regardless of what we think or know. Of Wings and Winds.
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Tarra, The Woman: December 2010
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Sunday, December 12, 2010. A restful sleep, finally. I woke up with a start. What else would be new, when it came to me, he often knew me better than I did. He knew how to handle me and allow me to see clear. For now I will try to rest some more, as the sky brings about a new beginning. And I for one am thankful that the sky saw fit to return him home to the plains, and to bring him back to me. Some prophecies are meant to happen and will happen regardless of what we think or know. Seek and ye shall find.
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Tarra, The Woman: October 2010
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Wednesday, October 27, 2010. Growth. a priceless gift. In time I might one day let all those walls down, but for now I take them one at a time ,one day at a time. Fear can be a very strong defense mechanism. And mine has had a rock solid hold for a very long time. The sad thing is it can isolate and paralyze you in ways that are not so obvious. Its there but is it? Does it have meaning, or is it something that just is? Leaving no doubt, sometimes we can simply just think to much. Friday, October 22, 2010.
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Tarra, The Woman: April 2010
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Friday, April 30, 2010. Family has all but become extinct. Freinds are fair weathered freinds, they betray, manipulate and lie. And smile in your face as they do it. And yet knowing how you feel they push the blade deep into your back and turn it to slice up your heart until it bleeds profusely. I begin to wonder if the epitaph has been written. When you cut the tapestry threads it unravels, when it unravels you cease to be. This is why all the elders are not seen. This is why there is silence. The oppre...
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Tarra, The Woman: Seek and ye shall find
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Sunday, December 5, 2010. Seek and ye shall find. Ulric was getting impatient with me, I could tell by his words and actions. I managed to talk him into at least one more day, I could not explain but I knew I could not turn back now I have traveled to far and spent to much time out here to just turn away. I was compelled to go forward, I could not explain it. He looked to me and suddenly pulled me into his arms and held me close to him. No words were needed. At The Margins of Silence. Of Wings and Winds.
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Tarra, The Woman: August 2009
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Wednesday, August 19, 2009. It caused an array of tastes to explode upon my palate. It could have several meanings to it. Especially when it was uttered by Chulun. He has become a dear friend to me as well as a trusted and valued teacher, in some ways I think he is more like a grandfather to me. Do you lack the courage to face what you need to? He would ask suddenly out of the blue. Old man be careful of what you ask for.". Was growled out low. I began to wonder. I whispered softly. "No! Because, I have ...
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Tarra, The Woman: May 2009
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. I sit by the clan fires, it has been a while since I have ventured within the sacredness of them. I have a reason for it and I came to this spot because I know that no one will venture within this space that should not be here. Those not of the clan cannot just intrude,nor can they know of things that occur here. It is time, " was also spoken, now that could mean anything. There were numerous thoughts on that, which one they spoke of was only a small piece of a bigger puzzle.
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Tarra, The Woman: July 2009
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Thursday, July 30, 2009. How could it all go so wrong. . . That is what I get for even contemplating anything, that is what I get for even trying to open up" I was ticked at Ongel, how could he think I would reveal something so personal in front of others. " That is what I get for even thinking to trust. Now I remember why I do not speak of anything to anyone.". Fuck" I muttered as I sat down, it was the only word that fit. I felt myself sigh, it was going to be a long night I cant sleep when upset.
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Tarra, The Woman: May 2010
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010. A night of pondering. The air is laden with various fragrances as fires embrace pots of stew that simmer in the evening waiting for a hungry belly to devour it. The low hum of voices as couples walk along well worn paths talking of their future plans or remembering the past. An occasional clang or crack is heard as children play and some even practice various fighting skills to perfect their own. For me tribe above all else comes from my heart, everyone is a part of me, I feel them...
