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This too shall pass...

 Wherever you are in your life right now, whatever is overwhelming, unbearable, indomitable or hopeless...breathe in with me....this too shall pass. These moments soften in passed time and will form a beautiful patina with age that you will remember fondly. Please also take note that whatever is peaceful, loving, safe and brings you joy, this too shall also pass. When my children were young, I cried tears, hot for wanting purpose! To be recognized by someone or something. To be heard and to make a difference. This has passed.... Now that my kids are almost all grown, I have found some path, some purpose and I can make a difference...but I would give anything to have those busy mommy days back. To care for and be needed by someone again. This too shall pass.... The day may come where I will be needed by someone, and have to care for someone again. It will not be easy. However, knowing this too shall pass, and I have grown wiser.  Learn to enjoy your moments. Even the painful and lonely
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Going to Be Someone

 My daughter, my dear, we need to talk Your grades are appaling,  your school has been calling you have some serious work to do here. I realize the world is on fire I am no climate change denier and though CNN has warned of an  imminent economic collapse But dont let that stop you from doing your best. You're not like the rest. You can be anything you want to be Sort of like that new AI machinery Have heard of how it can do everything you're learning to do except faster and better and always correct? They say we can't keep it in check. But my darling, don't fear. You'll go far Dream big. Become someone in the world Where soon there will be no one, or at least no one youll be able to see When the lights go out and the grid collapses under the weight of our spaceage cars and devices and those mega monoliths of data storing , knowledge hoarding devices Yes, the ones who hold the very things you're supposed to be hard studying So you can go out in the world and ....
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Blessings Unrecognized

 Thank you Lord,  For all the blessings in disguise, For blessings yet unrecognized. The ones that feel like grief, Later, like grateful relief. In this moment  Sorrow may consume my airs, Tomorrow, only you may know From this place I am now Where it is I will go. -LeAnne Love 2022  
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Shame is a glitch

Shame is a Glitch That sinking pit in your stomach and the hot flush through your face. We call this shame.  A special kind of embarrassment that follows rejection. Shame is when you feel that you are bad, or not good enough; lesser than; unworthy. "Saving face" is how we handle shame. With a tug at your collar, you straighten your back and clear your throat. Hoping no one noticed the seismic waves of shame that just toppled your tower. "I am good enough," your body language tries to declare. But your hot flushed cheeks, the sudden loss of air, all make you acutely aware, of how, possibly you aren't as awesome as you wanted to be. Job interview after job interview; cold call after cold call, date after date; request after request for a raise or a promotion. Denied, hung up on, rejected. Ouch! The inner doubts that rejection can spur! Especially prolonged, continuous rejection. It can take a toll on our self-esteem and our motivation to continue trying.
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Kids Today; Infotoxicated

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Kids Today; Infotoxicated Do you remember the smell of old books in the library? And the sound of the little wooden drawers being slid open and clunked shut, as you scoured through the Dewey decimal system? As the sacred silence was upheld, there was this magnanimous feeling of standing before the world's secret knowledge contained inside the pages. Waiting to be decoded, translated, filtered and finally rebottled as your own discovery of truth. Learning along with process of creating reports and presentations to share our new found knowledge of the world, I would liken it to how wine is made. Every grape hand picked and sorted and separated from the weeds and the leaves the same as one sorts through hundreds of books to find the best sources.  It is mashed and the excess removed, in much the way our brains would disseminate the important from the irrelevant, depending on our topic's focus. Finally, after having time to think about, or age, it is bottled and distributed to shar
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Grasping for Nothing

 ...and suddenly all my air is gone, gasping and grasping for nothing it's not there anymore, I told it to move on. Reeling and off balance, I feel I may fall into the dark black precipice of (unknown) panic welling up,  I have no one left to call. I miss the comfort and the safety I want to yell out into this emptiness "Why did you have to cage me?" Distantly blue water drip drip drips and a clock softly tick tick ticks Murmured thoughts seep through "Maybe it was worth the struggle at least then I still had you." Then I recall times I needed him most how my hand reached into nothing his presence was illusion, his soul like a ghost
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Guns are Not the Problem

Should we take everyone's guns? Should we give everyone guns? Can't we just arrest the guns for killing people? Wait no, guns don't kill people, people kill people. THE QUESTION NO ONE IS ASKING... Why are these kids going crazy killing people in the first place?  We had automatic rifles in the 60's no one did this, and the 80's no one did this...why today? ANTIDEPRESSANT MEDICATIONS.  Every school shooting, to my knowledge, was committed by a young person on antidepressants which clearly say cause homicidial and suicidal behaviors in youths. One simple pin prick to test their blood for the gene which processess these drugs could put an end to these tragedies and many others which don't make the news.
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