Category: Love Others
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Little Drummer Boy/Girl…
While drumming with the Joy of Djembe Drumming Ensemble, I feel peace wash over me as we send harmonious vibrations up and out. I hold visions of all peoples connecting via a common thrum within. A heartbeat. A need for love and connection. Acceptance of all. How glorious that vision. My human mind tells me…
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Enthusiasm…
Miriam Webster defines enthusiasm as “intense and eager enjoyment, interest, or approval.” Plus this archaic, derogatory meaning: “religious fervor supposedly resulting directly from divine inspiration, typically involving speaking in tongues and wild, uncoordinated movements of the body.” The Latin origin is “inspired or possessed by a god.” I recently read a quote comparing enthusiasm to…
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Agave Agape
Two rhyming words that could be fraternal twins. Agave: the organic sweetness I squirt in my coffee to flavor the real reason behind the steaming cup – caffeine. Agape: unconditional brotherly and sisterly love. Agave Agape: Sweet Love. I’ve been fortunate to experience agape in communities that have landed in my lucky lap throughout my…
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K.I.S.S. …
A friend used to remind herself to K.I.S.S, keep it simple, stupid. I’m not wild about the stupid part, but I do like the easy-to-remember reminder. Especially in today’s complicated world; moving parts butting up against each other; one viewpoint insisting to the death that their values must be followed to the letter of the…
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Smiling Faces…
Life can be a drag. It seems all gloom, fear and scare. But going down the long road of towering worries leaves me wanting to stay in bed, curled in a ball to fend off the looming sense of doom. Have I lost my followers yet? Those who expect a moment of joy or uplift…
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The Good in Goodbye…
Our daughter and her family are visiting from their home overseas and soon my sister will join in the happy reunion. The inevitability of goodbye pulls my human tendency toward sadness. Two things keep me from turning into a blubbering bag of tears when that time comes: knowing I will see them again and focusing…
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Puppy Love…
I recently witnessed two dogs happily meeting each other, wet nose to wet nose, wagging tails behind. The bigger one had pointy ears and a barrel chest, its person tethered on a leash. The smaller dog was behind a fence, its stubby tail doing double time. A few sniffs in and they were fast friends.…
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