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Day 12 & 13 ……..Filling the empty spaces. 2007-07-09 17:29:00 I spent Saturday evening into Sunday morning at the emergency room with my sister. She had a mastectomy two weeks ago and is still in the process of healing.Before I sat down to write my post on day twelve I checked in on her to see if she needed any more pain medication.She didn’t feel well.She had the chills mixed up with a slight fever.The tubes that were inserted to drain the wound were leaking.My mother and I decided that she needed to go to the emergency room.My sister and I never really had what you call a close relationship. We’ve tried over the years to do what we could to have more of a bond. But for some reason or another we just couldn’t see past our differences to see how similar we really were.She never understand the choices I made in life.Never understood why I couldn’t just stop doing heroin.Why I couldn’t just seem to get a grip.I never understood why she was so tough on me.Never understood the choices she made.Why she could never stop for a minute to see li Read more:spaces
Day Eleven...Getting Ahead
My whole life I strugg... 2007-07-06 23:33:00 Day Eleven
...Getting AheadMy whole life I struggled to get ahead.I tried every belief I carried in order to reap the promise of....Security.Wealth.Happiness.Peace of mind.The results never reflected anything close to what I believed.I didn't know I was missing a peice of the puzzle....In order to get ahead.........You must first get even.Until you get even you can never get clear.I've been back at home, where I grew up for the past week.I guess you can term that my "hometown".It's been very healing in that it has fully allowed me to leave the emotional charge sparked earlier in this experiment when in my apartment.To much inner emotional turmoil had polluted the space. If I would have stayed it would have slowly leaked back into me; enticing me with lies of the past once again.I couldn't get clear there.I couldn't get even there.My family thinks I'm totally nuts.They don't get what I'm trying to do.I don't try to explain anymore.They can't handle it.I'm so okay with what I'
Day Ten....Finding My Way. 2007-07-05 22:52:00 I started this journey with an idea mind and have found that it has turned into something so much more then I could have every conceived.I wanted to change my life.I wanted something more.I wanted meaning.I wanted purpose.What I've discoverd in the past ten days is all this has already happened.I just needed to stop for a moment to see this.I'm a pretty simple chic whose very complicated.I just want to be happy.I used to believe that if I could just change the world.To make others act the way I wanted them to.To rid the world of things I labeled wrong.I would be O.K.But it wasn't the world that needed to conform.I had uni-laterally made the world at large a victim of my own expectations. In the end I was miserable and the world went on exactly the way it always does.In perfect syncronicity.Gahndi said,"Be the change you wish to see in the world."I never really fully got the full meaning behind that statement..... but now I do. It's not about slinging what I believe or trying to swa
Day Nine....Putting the peices together 2007-07-05 16:26:00 It was my older sister that found me floating face down in the water.I don't remember anything except coming to.I was only four at the time.My family reminds me of how I cried when they ripped the pool down the following day.It seems that my whole life I've been trying to get back to that moment in time thinking it was something I could find in the here and now.Realizing many years later that the moment had past and with it much of my life.I feel different.Something inside has shifted and the fear that once ruled is for the moment quiet. As I continue to put one foot in foot in front of theI know in time I will look back to see the distance I've traveled.To see the healing that has occured.My sister had a masectomy 10 days ago.I look at her life and wonder what the meaning is behind it all is.When she was diagnosed in November I was consumed with guilt.I couldn't wrap my brain around it.Why wasn't it me?I had voluntarily tried to detroy myself on a moment to moment basis for over Read more:Putting
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Day Eight...The Journey Forward 2007-07-03 21:26:00 I know where I stand upon the roadmap of my life.I could never move in any direction till this was clear.It's clear.I've been pondering of where it is I would like to live.Did I want to stay in Queens?Did I want to move back to LongIsland?I'm 33 years old, single and I have the freedom and choice to live anywhere I choose. I left Long Island two years ago because I couldn't seem to get out of the cycle of active addiction I was caught up in.I left everything here and built a new life for myself.But it's time to come home.Something is drawing me back here.The power it used to have no longer has me in it's grips anymore.I don't see the past here any more; Only the promise of what the future holds and the hope that wells within me.I met up with a few people in recovery this evening.I was welcomed with big smiles and warm hugs of love.Something is telling me to come back.I've learned that the voice within is the voice that loving guidesme in this journey of rediscovering myself.Som Read more:Eight
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Day Seven...Awakening 2007-07-03 00:25:00 I just was outside lying on the grass looking above as the stars waltzed across the midnight sky.The more I let go of the more I am allowing myself to remember who it is I am.Because at some point in time I decided that who I was wasn't good enough.Smart Enough.Tall Enough.Pretty Enough.(Fill in the Blank) EnoughI didn't want to be me.I was scared to be me.Who planted the seed in me that I wan't good enough?And why did I allow it to grow so out of control within me?667 days ago was the last time I stuck a needle in my arm.7 days ago I gave myself permission be exactly who I wanted to be.Myself.It's late and I need to get sleep......Until Tommorow,Mighty Morgan Read more:Seven
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Day Six..Another Look 2007-07-01 21:25:00 It's strange how things can look so different from one moment to the next. Sometimes I forget to just take another look at:PeoplePlaces.Things.Circumstances.I forget that I have a choice.I call it..."Stuck in stupid...parked in dumb"There are so many things from the past that still linger in the form of shame & guilt that force my head down so I don't have to look another human being in the eye.Because if you see into me you will see these things I carry. I stopped blaming other people for the condition of my life..But I haven't reached a place where I stop blaming myself.The reason I finally made a choice to get clean is when I took another look.Another look at myself.Another look at my life.Another look at who I wasn't.Another look as to who I didn't want to be.I am so clear on who I don't want to be......But giving myself permission to be who I am is sometimes the struggle.I begin to settle for ordinary..when deep inside I know I'm extraordinary.This process is a bit more
Day Five.....Spiritual Vitamins 2007-06-30 20:52:00 Day FiveThe first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the crisp bright blue of the sky.The breeze from the ocean smelled clean and sweet.I knew that today was a day of healing.It was time for me to turn over the peices of my life and start the process of the healing of my inner spirit.I let go of so much mental garbage in the past few days that I’m empty.But I've purged myself of the wrong information....It's time that I let the spirit of who I am to swell and fill the empty spaces that linger within.But first I need to take my vitamins……Vitamin LLVitamin KVitamin HVitamin UVitamin PVitamin S…. the essentials in which to build a new foundation of beliefs for my life.Spiritual Vitamins
.Love and LaughterKindnessHopeUnderstandingPeaceSerenityI found out something amazing today....My five years old nephew is Spiderman.In the past year and a half I have been so consumed with keeping the peices of my new life together. Trying to hold on to what I had that their was no time for an
Day Four...Spiritual Detox 2007-06-29 16:48:00 Day Four.I couldn’t sleep last night.My mind was a jumble of emotionalfragments replaying the days events over and over in the calmness of “insomnia.”Yesterday, I cleaned out quite a bit of the physical remnants of my past.That night as each old memory resurfaced shedding layer after layer of emotion, unearthing all that has been hiding. It was nothing I had considered but never the less it revealed itself.The attic.The bottomless pit inside my mind that hid within its shadows; those silent tentacles that slithered out of its darkness, encircling themselves around me gripping me firmly in the past.I was about to experience a Spiritual Detox
.It was about 11:00am before I finally felt tired enough to fall asleep.I felt empty and a bit scared of what the effect of releasing so much emotional turmoil would be.I never lived without the distorted comforts of my beliefs and letting go of so much in such a short amount of time left me feeling almost incomplete. Fear may grow within the e Read more:Day Four
Day Three..Letting go of the Luggage 2007-06-28 13:08:00 Day Three
I have emotional luggage I have dragged with me never comprehending the burden of it's weight.For YEARS I carried with me a nagging feeling of uncomfortable desperation. I always felt bad and I hated it. My so called "solution" was to do everything and anything to completely avoid my "feelings."To numb them.To drown them.To absolutly obliterated them.To destroy them.The result was the hopelessness I aimlessly floundered in. Lost within the dark empty void of my life. I did not understand that in not experiencing the natural flow of my emotions I essentially became an unwilling participate within my own life.I never took responsibility for the way I felt and blamed everything outside of myself.When I finally broke free from the needle of addiction implanted in my arm; I was an emotional mess. I never acknowledged the power my emotions had. I never knew how they in manifested as the life I lived.In the first sevearal months of being clean I couldn’t discern what emotions were Read more:Letting
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Day Two...The Process of Acceptance 2007-06-26 22:24:00 Day Two......Acceptance
I’ll start this as I started the others….“Is it’ possible to transform one’s life within the course of thirty days in such a way that can only be described as a miracle?”I believe so and I intend to do so.But once again what is this miracle I am looking to manifest?At the present moment I am unemployed in the conventional sense of being “employed”.I will be moving out of my apartment as of August first, due to my inability to pay the rent.Seems a bit drab, seems that the solution is for me to just go out and get a job, work, work, work. Save my money and just move on. But that’s exactly what I have always done,with exactly the same results. I don’t believe for one minute if I do exactly what I have always done that in someway I am going to get a result any different then I ever had before.That little seed of truth was one I missed again and again.My understanding of the universe at large is that it will give you the same situation again and ag Read more:Process
Day One..My Hopes 2007-06-25 22:19:00 The Process of a MiracleDay One
….I posed the question to the universe at large….“Is it possible to transform ones life in the course of thirty days, in a way that can only be described as a miracle.”My intention with this question is to transform my own life into the life I dream of having. The life I believe I can have if I continue to follow the inner voice within that tells me it’s possible.What is the life I dream about you may ask?One in which I am free to live based in the desires I hold within; instead of a life lived by the faulty beliefs I accumulated by mis-informed people.I am an artist.I I ama dreamer that dreams big.I am someone willing to go to any lengths to shatter the beliefs of,“Life is hard.”“Life is a struggle.”“Life is a bitch and then you die.”“There are the have and the have not’s”“Artists starve.”“Life is work, work is life.”I have accepted these statements and the mediocre results they have produced and I am no longer interes
The Experiment 2007-06-24 21:24:00 The Process of a Miracle…..Is it possible to change one’s life in the course of thirty days? To have such transformations occur in which the seemingly limited capacity of comprehension can stretch past it’s own boundaries into the untapped potential of possibilities?A miracle defined, is an event that is unexplained by the laws of nature.Ok, so what does that mean?My own interpretation follows this line of reason; that my own view of my personal circumstances or situations openly enter into the realm of the unknown. Deep within the prison cell of my beliefs, my perceptions freely expand to experience life at another level, beyond the depths of reason.Essentially my beliefs become non-existent in the ever-increasing freedom of my awareness. The potential power of the universe unleashes itself to manifest within my life as an event.Only to be described by myself as well as others as a miracle.So what is this miracle transformation I am intending to occur within the next thirty days Read more:Experiment
I've been Tagged.... 2007-07-21 01:51:00 I was tagged by Kristina, author of Sir Paul McCartney & The Beatles guest band purplemelon. She herself was tagged by Deborah from Life in the Fast LaneSo I guess that means I’m it!!With the “tag” is a list of ten questions that I’ll have to answer… Just a lil’ break to let you all know me a bit better as well as an opportunity to share a few fun facts about me!!So the instructions….1- Remove the blog from the top, move all blogs up one, and then add yourself to the bottom.What Floats My Boat, Homespun Honolulu, Who’s Yo Mama and Life in the Fast Lane, Sir Paul McCartney & The Beatles guest band purplemelon, The Process of a Miracle (that’s me!!!!)2- Give five answers to the following ten questions.3- Pass this meme on to five fellow bloggersThis is my first go at this so if I am not playing the game of tag properly…please feel free to give me a time out :)Now for the ten tidbits of info about me……What were you doing ten years ago? (Five things)1-Rehab2-Detox3- Read more:Tagged
Day 22......Spiritual Nourishment 2007-07-19 22:21:00 Today my alarm clock was the face of my four year old neice one inch from mine telling me,"Get up Mogen!""Get up!"I didn't want to get up.I wanted to sleep.I was still so tired.I dragged myself up anyway.I'm not used to having people around me at all times.Especially when I first wake up in the morning.I can be a morning person...but I need an hour first.A few cups of coffee, a few cigarettes...and I'm good to go.Today that just wasn't enough.I felt so drained from every part of my being.A dangerous place for me to be in that I then have the capacity to just crash and burn.I had told my family I would go out to my sister's house in Southold with them today. It' on the far East End of Long Island and I really didn't feel like going.I live in suburbia U.S.A.People from the city call it the Stix's or the country or bumble fuck.But it's far from any of those descriptions.If you walk out my front door.There's a house.If you look to the right.There's a house.If you look to the lef
Day 23.......Nothing but Silence. 2007-07-22 22:48:00 Life in all is amazing glory can at times become overwhemling. Every moment seems to rush into the next without consideration for the one that just occured.I start to flail.Crave a second to just stop.A moment to catch up.Just a break to breathe.Then I get it and find myself bored in the peaceful silence of serenity.That's where I am at at the moment.But it doesn't feel right.I feel like in this process that every minute, second and moment I should be unearthing some hidden truths from within that shake my very existence to the core.Sort of like a movie but my life is in no way, shape or form a movie.Who I am.Who I want to be.Who I dare to be.All result from the uncomfortable silence of sitting in my own skin. When all the distractions from the outside fall away and the inner can no longer be ignored; I feel the uncertainty bubbling to the surface from within.Fear.I have allowed that little four letter word to create havoc thorugh my entire life. It feeds off of my uncomfortability. Read more:Nothing
Day 25......Looking Ahead. 2007-07-25 22:13:00 Last April I was living in a woman's sober home......I had moved into it the previous October after leaving rehab.I remember feeling so scared at the time.I had heard such horror stories of places like these and I still couldn't believe that I had allowed my life to fall into such shambles that the reality of my life was the.......Welfare system.Living in a house with 10 other women.Sharing a small bedroom with another women.A 10pm curfew.Weekly Urine tests.Restricted freedom.Nightly Chores.Outpatient 6 days a week.Court appearances every few months.But I also had absolutely no responsibility except to begin the process of healing.When I first moved in I had no idea of where my life was going. I had no clue how to hold a job, pay bills, save money. The normal little things people do everyday were simply not part of the life I lived in active addiction.I was so fortunate to find some amazing women in that house. Who loved and adored me as much as I grew to love them. I don't believe
Link Luv....Pass it on. 2007-07-24 21:32:00 Technorati Profilehe sweet and lovley Walks Far Woman from Kissing the Dogwood has spread some link love my way. I'm not to sure how all this works but I'm told it's a means to help boost your Technorati ratings and help create a wider audience. The love was passed in to her by the man that seems to be EVERYWHERE spreading the love with the help her provides to other bloggers Bobby from Revellian.So this is how it all works........1.Write a short paragraph at the beginning of your post and link back to the blog (preferably the post url like I did at the top with Bobby’s blog, there is a link below to his blog so the one above should be to the post to avoid redundancy) that put you on the list in the paragraph. This isn’t a suggestion. You need to break up the duplicate content. Someone took the time to add you so the least you can do is give them an extra link back.2. Copy the list of originals below COMPLETELY and add it to your blog. If you would like a different keyword for y
Day 24.....Higher Power or Lower Power 2007-07-23 21:55:00 I never knew there was a difference between a higher power and a lower power. I just thought since I believed in something that was all there was to it.But my life spoke volumes of what my belief systems were and were not.I don't write much about what finally brought me to the end of my using. I still haven't fully come to grips with the actions I displayed at that time in my lifeDon't know if I ever can.But everything...EVERYTHING I do each and every day is a constant reminder of who I never want to be again.The destruction.The violation.The hurt.The violence I inflicted in people's lives.The scars I lashed upon the spirits that will never heal in the lives of those who crossed my path....One in particular...her name was Dolores.How I hurt this woman was the single reason why I decided that I would never use again. Still today it leaves an emptiness in the pit of my stomach, I still beat myself up, still judge myself so harshly and don't know if I can ever forgive myself.I will n Read more:Higher
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Viral Tagging.......Whose It??????? 2007-07-23 20:39:00 Viral Tagging
I was cruising through the world of blogs this evening and came across a post in Disjointed Intelligence regarding viral blogging skills and viral tag matrixs.I honestly don't know much about this stuff...But that doesn't mean I should just ignore the potential power it has to help me as well as others.I do know that there is a whole blogging world out there with much more experience then me and I'm willing to follow their lead. This is a potential way to increase the amount of links and to help boost ratings of one's blog.....After reading through the post which explains the ideas and concept of joining a viral tags matrix...I can't argue or say anything in opposition to it.It just makes sense.If you want to know more please visit this post by Bobby from Revellian...he explains it much better then I could.Without the confusion I would add to this very simple tactic. The instructions are rather simply just follow the directions below. I myself am very curious to see t Read more:Viral
Day 27.....Believing Again 2007-07-27 22:32:00 I remember heavy summer evenings when the tired sun would sink into the shadows of the horizon. When the last remnants of day would meet to mingle with the evening for a few moments before parting to say goodbye. The stars would begin to appear in the lavender twilight that gently gave way to the deep purple of the night. Laughter and voices of my parents and neighbors chatting mixed with the sounds of crickets carried through the air on a hot evening breeze; as the other children on the block and I played just out of reach of their shadows.A childhood melody that still plays in my mind. Barefoot in the grass and cautious of the slimy slugs that seemed to find their way beneath our feet. We would watch as the night came alive. One by one they seem to materialize out of the darkness filling it with the flickering dance of fireflies. Bright green glimmers of light lasting only for a moment before fading back into the darkness from which they emerged. Shrieks of surprise and laug Read more:Believing
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Day 26...The Bigger Picture 2007-07-26 23:36:00 I was sitting outside today just smoking a cigarette and looking at this tree that has been on my front lawn since I was born.Through the years it had grown into a monstrous giant looming high into the blue of the midday sky.Up until a few years ago it was covered in a lush blanket of emerald ivy that hung down in twisted blankets from the branches high above. With each year that passed and the tree grew the Ivy grew with it.Beneath the covering of jaded speckled leaves; thick ropes of vines began to encircle the tree strangling it. Each new spring would reveal a part of the tree that had been choked of life from the beautiful ivy that covered it. (Click on the image to see how thick the vines were)My parents decided that the Ivy had to go.It took a long time of pulling away at the layers of leaves and chopping away at the monstrous vines that lay beneath it all. After many months the Ivy with no source of nutrients from it's severed vines began to shriveled up and fall away, until n Read more:Picture
Day 29 ... Cycles 2007-07-31 00:57:00 Outside in the deep darkness of the night I stood alone looking up at the silver moon gazing down from above. Listening to the crickets chirp back and forth in the stillness of the night.Breathing in the hot, humid summer breeze and embracing the perfection all around me.Turning to go back inside, with my first step I slip on a slug.Flip flops and slugs do not get along.Especially at 2 am in the morning.My only reaction...gross.My point in that...none.I had to go back and read this from day one today.Had to see how far I've actually come."I've come a long way baby"This whole experiment sprouted from the seeds of desperation. My life had become yet another existence I floated through wondering what the purpose behind it all was.I wanted to know if anything was possible.Had to know if I could really change my life.Knew that if I tried nothing I would have just killed myself.My only option was to change the dynamics of my life.Change every aspect of my being.Dig into the deepest parts Read more:Cycles
Day 28...Finding the Beat. 2007-07-30 12:17:00 When I finally fell asleep yesterday it was for only a little while, but long enough for me to fall into the dreamy slumber of la-la land. I awoke a short time later a bit refreshed and perplexed about the dream I had just emerged from.Dreams are often the missing pieces of the ideas I can’t grasp when awake.I think I was in a subway terminal, similar to that of Grand Central station. Masses of people all traveling to their here's and there's and me caught in the middle unsure which was the right way to go. I would push through the people just trying to find my way to no avail.The more I pushed…the more they pushed back.It went on like this for what seemed like an eternity. Finally I stepped aside, leaned back on the tiled wall and stopped for a moment.Stopped doing the very thing that was causing such resistance.Stopped to take a look at the whole picture. Stopped long enough to hear that behind the shuffling of feet, laughter, crying babies, loudspeaker announcements, whistles
Day 30 ... New Shoes 2007-08-01 12:35:00 A new pair of sneakers once were the most magical things in the world. I remember believing that somehow and in someway they transformed me into the fastest kid on the block.I would race up and down the stairs.In and out the front door.Down the block as fast as my little legs could take me.Pigtails bopping.Wind rushing by.I was unstoppable.It wasn't till I got a bit older did I realize that a new pair of shoes didn't made me any faster. Only that the excitement of the idea made them seem that way. As I grew older the idea grew smaller until one day I never thought much of magic or magic shoes.I never thought of the adventure they used to carry.Never thought of the places I once believed they would bring me to.Never realized that it was never the shoes themselves....only me.I have placed a lot of importance on things outside myself for much of my life. Never recognized in all the beauty, all the wonder, all of the things I looked at with such awe were not outside of me....They simply
Begin Again 2007-08-06 20:02:00 There was an old man named Michael FinneganHe had whiskers on his chinneganThey fell out and then grew in againPoor old Michael Finnegan Begin again.There was an old man named Michael FinneganHe went fishing with a pinneganCaught a fish and dropped it in againPoor old Michael Finnegan Begin again.There was an old man named Michael FinneganHegrew fat and then grew thin againThen he died and had to begin againPoor old Michael Finnegan Begin again.I had to take a few days to really soak up what I had done through the past thirty days and now it's simply time to....Begin Again
.Where I was at day one was not where I ended up at the 30 day mark.It appears as soon as I begame willing to change my life....My Life changed.So this is where I begain again for now.Yet again do I know how my life will change in the next 30 days?Nope...still no clue.But it certainly will not be the merry go round I have spend my life on. Right now this is the tentative plan. I write "tentative" because in my experi
Day three... Origins female. 2007-08-10 20:10:00 I have three older brothers. Yes three. Half-brothers to be totally accurate, though we grew up together. I am the love child of my two parents. My father prefers to say diaphragm baby. (I know a lot of these.)Note to self:DIAPHRAGMS SUCK!!! I am the only girl I did well in school I was a tattle tale I fought with my mother My father is GOD Daddy and Me against Mom – that’s how it was. Still is in a lot of ways. I am still apologizing to her for things I said: “FUCK YOU” “YOU’RE JEALOUS OF ME BECAUSE I WILL HAVE A CAREER AND YOU ARE JUST A MOM” “I CAN HAVE BABIES STILL” First of all, there is no just being a mom. Second, like I said, I am still apologizing. She was never quite what I thought I wanted. Wasn’t class mommy, nor was my house “the spot”. She wasn’t the greatest cook and snow days with four crazy children were never received kindly. That is all I saw when I looked at her. What I was blind to… Her incredible ability to get a Read more:Origins
Day 2 – String Bean Casserole 2007-08-09 22:36:00 In thinking about what it is I want to accomplish, I can’t help but thinking about a simple mathematical truth: A sum is worth the whole of its parts Who will be the best people to support and laugh and cry with me along this journey? What STUFF do I need to do this... I love string bean casserole. I HATE string beans But the oniony, crunchy goodness that you are directed to add to the recipe, makes the evil taste of green beans somehow bearable. Of course, I often think the best string bean casserole would be ALL the ingredients EXCEPT the green beans. However, that is the ironic beauty of the recipe. That would be all style no substance...Manolo Blahniks on a woman who can’t walk the walk! All the crap works together to make a once healthy, albeit gross veggie side into a fattening tasty treat. BUT you still get the necessary nutrition.My ingredients for a better life: String
beans – my regrets, my fears, my anger at myself, my controlling nature, my false hope (n Read more:Casserole
Day One – The thesis 2007-08-09 10:19:00 This is the first day of the rest of my life. This is the day when it all starts for me. How many times have I said that? How may times have I followed through……………..a lot less times than I have puttered out….dieing down to the humdrum monotonous life I have been leading for the past few years. Monotonous not in terms of most.Major move to fresh city, drunken nights dancing, random boys a screwing, and a partridge in a pear tree (please excuse the contradictory religious reference - but Jews are not known for their catchy holiday tunes, minus the Hanukkah song of course). It started three weeks ago – the unfortunate series of events leading up to me reevaluating the writing I had started in February after a certain incredible concert by the one and only JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE, a man whom I still waiting to receive a present from ……….. in MY box! I had lost touch once again with the inspiration I had discovered watching this man sing his heart out on the piano. I wa Read more:Day One
Another Woman... Another Miracle 2007-08-08 20:41:00 Meet Soul Dancer...When someone asks me who I am, I think,“I am a dancer.”In reality, I am an insurance broker, a JUNIOR insurance broker.BUT I am a dancer.That is my core.........Read more...
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