Afterward…At every anniversary of nine-eleven New York City resonates with the memory of so many who passed. Its a beat of a collective heart. A soft, yet persistent empathetic pulse that says there is life, and pain here. Ever since September 11th, 2001 the out-breath of our city has been a sigh. The sharp in-breaths acknowledge the continuing ache of emptiness and loss. What follows all loss, however, is an expectation of renewal, and the youth of hope, for life will go on. Life abounds…

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Sunsets tell us many things besides ending our day with the golden light of a day’s appreciation or the evening’s anticipation. Even if we don’t think about it on a conscious level, our spirit, our essence anticipates a time of rest. It is also a time of connection to the dreams of wonder and pieces of information sent encrypted in  images to the theater of the mind. Messages of love and counsel from loved ones, our guides or the Source are displayed on the screen…

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Why have I been silent for nearly six months? No posts despite dynamic events, both politically and socially. The short answer is that I am concerned about the commonwealth of our nation. I am disturbed that many in Congress fail to see that partisanship leads to unfairness for the common man, common sense, and the common good. Before my chrysalis of silence, all I wanted to do was to criticize the daily erosion of grace, courtesy, and compromise and warn against the surging extremes on…

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The Tears of Christchurch ©2019 Rolland g. /Smith Please tell me when the tears will end; If you know. Hate must descend and love transcend Someday. The One God of all, loves us in sooth; Unconditional. There is no one path to this truth All ways go there. To find a way out of your fear. Yes! Fear. Let it go and love will appear. Today.

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