Innerdialects
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Blog :WP& some Instag!
Been blogging for years, (love WordPress), before that FB, now Instagram; there’s email, WA, recently Daily Prompts saw me skidding to the next post. Its been fun, till I upgraded. DPs suddenly got shy of my posts. I’m not tagging DPs right? Sure am, always did. But all the kins ‘ mail, and all their… Continue reading
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Prisoner of Hope
#WDYS An earth, arrested by her own love for all her species. A Love nothing can destroy: not every last sting of hate, not every last sword – it just keeps her alive: Love: It mutates, re-surrects what all else might kill, for True Love kindles Hope kindles her billion billion pieces of dying Prayers… Continue reading
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Tf I really could..
to spread Love: peace, joy, all that. From what I’ve seen, its not easy to be selfless. Am trying. Continue reading
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We, look for You
Like sunflowers to the sun: You lookin for me to look for You. Who’d’ve thought Creation forever stalks its Creator: even in our vilest cuss, we Address You: We know that we look for You, to blame, or occasionally bless: like a moon to the sun, we watch/ orb Your orbit a whirl to Your… Continue reading
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24 hour cycles to Eternity
Every Midnight tells the Dawn – you’re dead gone. The Dawn says nothing just Rises. Continue reading
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2024 : Year of Release!
Vihan, a young girl, shares her inspiring journey of finding strength and purpose through her faith in Jesus. With over 500 songs and nearly 600 lifestyle videos, she continues to inspire others. Her candid reflections and devotion shine through in her latest offerings. Discover her uplifting message and music, and be blessed. Continue reading
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“Hold on ! The best is yet to be!”
Is what I’d love to spread in a Billboard if that’s mine: cuz these lines never fail to speak to me. Would be appropriate to wish you a Happy New 2024 whole she’s still new! A year of Blessedness too💜🌿 (Meanwhile, if someone would respond : why don’t my DPposts show in Dp Reader? ) Continue reading
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The Power of a Bruise
Portrait of a Bruise that, though makes one feel small, connects us to the mystery, of the transformative power of faith. Ot captures the beauty of the vulnerable to new beginning in the Garden with Christ. Continue reading
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First /last week
Ita still the first week of Jan, tender – toeing out of ’23 into 2024 ✨🔔oh Joy & a little tremble😱✨Past Present Futurebwhich am I thinking on the most. Looking over one shoulder, with the rest of me in NewYear gear. Yesterday, Now & Morrow mingle without permit: I’m a Carol of the Tenses: (Read… Continue reading
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Joy
Not everyone can give you this one, regardless of the day. I know at least one person if not a few who have that innerspring of Joy welling up from within, a flood of well being,with it a faith that can move mountains. The truth of Joy isnt a random emotion but security that spills… Continue reading
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Lean
You’ve gotten this far don’t give up now, yes it’s not easy. No it’s not too late. It is not over, it isn’t as bad as you think; you are not just someone on the sidewalk ..or unworthy of Grace Lean allow Me to let you- let your spirit leave what left: I’ll never let… Continue reading
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2024 reminders: “you are loved!”
Jhali, a reserved jeweler from Mahe, Seychelles, surprisingly sends a dinner spread. This revealed a hidden sisterhood, demonstrating the power of giving and feeling loved. Continue reading
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WORD FALL
Vinepress3 my bloodshadows are thick with a thousand generations of man, but Your Vine saps me to the Word ~like swords strip my thorn Oh Vibe of Heaven in my branch, awoken, rising startled. 🧤 Impression from* Marks Gospel 2 Sapling from wilderness grafted into Christ. “Sap” His Word . His wound , as from the… Continue reading
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Its hard to look at You
From Vinepress turn me back to where there is no spoken word among the stars: but they stare down from Your eyes* Breathe into this bruise that binds me in Your Vine. I am that same ball of mud&mist called Earth You once spoke into. Speak into me, again *** …in this Eden-Rock broke- broke… Continue reading
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Kindness…
Love, Acceptance, Friendship, Decency, Sensitivity. In a world slowly turning away into a self centered mob, these remnants make me remember who I am, where I’m from, Who I will return to. Continue reading
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The Language of Love
For a few months, I wrote for an NGO that rehabilitates Burns victims. Young women, eyes like stars, lips sealed with somethings too beautiful to easily make sentences. Each of these Survivors startled me with a reality too stark to estimate. Zara*(names changed), Mini, Kayini…. today they are healing from even internal scars that could’ve… Continue reading
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Awkward spotted giraffe
: Mascot. The unlikeliest thing in the world is me starting up a Sports team, though I’m one for pranks. Sports is a discipline, uh … less mindless game. You’re a team, you’re partnering: I’d love a skateboarding team: no petrol, no screaming tyres. Why the Giraffe: not sure . Sometimes we like an opposite… Continue reading
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Unbroken ?
There’s a growing distance between Us all; it is Louder than the guns of war. Continue reading
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Last week, 2023
Blogmate Mou asks my recipe of the season: We’ve just got back from totally southern appam/coconut milk, chutneys with steaming idlis, prawn stirred rice, mint soup, pickled baby mangoes and stew. Mou asked for one recipe- I have too many stoves in my head, too many Flavors and spices. Will need to sort out head… Continue reading
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Influenced by the Light
..by Truth, and even by darkness. Or lies Influenced by kindness, by hate, by mercy and by the profanity of the cheapened soul, so steep they forgot their priceless ness. These things influence me like fire and ice and stones and lesser winds, or storms. They influence me towards or against them – the dark… Continue reading
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Playing four legged- ministers of Joy
with my son Yona whose visual limits don’t stop him from breaking out loud. That with “D sharp” ( my new friend & donkey puppet, named after the musical note Yona and I both LOVE)! Had to face pup.him, cuz he’s not exactly camera friendly. NJ my husband is a Sound Genie and smoothed all… Continue reading
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eating Poinsettia
buying December- herb seasonings in my “Grace-ry” list: Joy- clusters of vine: deep in my soul where I’m trapped ‘neath the debris of a falling earth. I’m buying Time on eleventh hour mercy, listing reasons for glad-sizzles – steaming spiced rices, cardamom in desserts, bay leaf roasted in fires ringing in sweet flags of salvation. Continue reading
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This One
My daughter asks, “Ma how dyou do different Character voices/ acts/ ..” ( we just uploaded our tiny Act, attached link below). She’s serious and waits. I reply, “…only some times; if I’ve rested up.” Little Theatre has followed me a bit. That and the Drama of the Cross stops me in my tracks and… Continue reading
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Creative or Conned
December rears and revs! Leaves pregnant with mist, they ask to be seen. There are messages from another territory: the dew, a neighbors’ tears, a vendors smile. Woman in gold blouse with ruby lips, and broken eyes. Man in dead voice. Trees, cars, tables in this maddening crowd turning turning like seasons of our soul.… Continue reading
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You write me,
words, syllables, sentences dying, recreating Cell on cell, impacting structures: Light in my unmet territory. Some call You God, I have not enough description. Not enough kneel & bow. They can tear & cuss me all they want. Its me that’s stunned at the old gone, the new here. What’s this – what’s Hate. What’s… Continue reading
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There is a season turn
..turn turn turn. And a Time for every purpose under heaven . This I have seen in 2023. Our son begins to heal after five years of medications and side effects of those meds for seizures. Its still up and down but we’re not hanging upside down from the ceiling. Meds are being reduced, its… Continue reading
