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On the Power of Being Yourself
On the Power of Being Yourself
Once upon a time, a baby girl was born to a man who came from the world of the earth, and a woman who came from the world of the skies. They wandered the earth in search of their happiness and dreams...
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Games People Play
Games People Play
Tell me. Who are you on the playground?
The Back-Up Generator
The Back-Up Generator
Instead of going about my day automatically flicking on switches that would give energy to my actions, I was left to find alternative tasks to occupy my attention. I floundered in a feeling of desperation at this possibility, for such is my reliance...
Pass the Birthday Cake, Please
Pass the Birthday Cake, Please
Since there are so many things I like to do on my special day, I now give myself two days to celebrate. n my actual birthday, an auspicious time when my good fortune is dominant, I concentrate on connecting to my Creator. The day after, I take time out to do fun things...
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The Inner City Dweller
The Inner City Dweller
It is like a battle between conceit and humility that is happening in my soul. I think in one way, only to recognize the absolute delusion of my estimation....
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The Tutor
The Tutor
The student is frustrated. She has been going in circles for forty-five minutes trying to figure out one line. And the tutor, she is at a loss. Part of her knows that feeding a student her thesis is not what she is there for, but is also not to the advantage of the student...
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Brownies
Brownies
It had been eight long months of running between my parent's house and the hospital. Eight long months of not knowing what new challenges awaited us day in and day out...
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Moving
Moving
I can't believe I find myself in the same position, doing the same task: packing. Again, we're moving. We've moved five times in seven years...
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A Fleeting Thought
A Fleeting Thought
She seemed to always have it together while I was always falling apart. And so it was no wonder that I felt a twinge of satisfaction upon hearing that something was going wrong for her...
The Yes Syndrome
The Yes Syndrome
I was always so busy saying "yes" that I forgot to ever ask myself if I wanted to be the chair of a committee, if I had the time to become a "taxi" service, if I was able to volunteer for another fundraiser...
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Back to the Garden
Back to the Garden
I thought redemption was really here — now. A single tear escapes, and a little bit of my heart breaks. I can't help it. It was such a good dream...
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The Edge of Time
The Edge of Time
Have you ever stood on the edge of time and beheld the wonders that could only be found in you?
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Twenty Questions
Twenty Questions
After Twenty Questions, the toy tries to guess the word that you had in mind. No one is looking, and I take this piece in my hand and think of a word. I choose, "G - D"...
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Open Eyes
Open Eyes
I am here in my own bed but at the same time, I am standing on a distant mountain side. Bushes growing wildly all around, a place deserted and ever so still...
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Coming to America
Coming to America
That night, my grandmother slept fitfully, distressed and uncertain about what to do. How could she compromise the values with which she had been raised?
The Light Within
The Light Within
Don’t you feel it deep within the spaces of your soul? Awaken and come forth for I have called you back once more to reveal a message of life and love...
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Carry Me
Carry Me
Some days I feel as though I'm carrying years on my back. I never thought about it much before; you see, I believed it was my duty...
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Light
Light
The Ultimate Metaphor of G-d's Expression
Toward the end, the candles were as if souls returning to the Creator with their last breath. No longer reaching upwards in a dance between heaven and earth, they were a fragment of their former selves, returning to their grounding wick...
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What Kind of Person Are You?
What Kind of Person Are You?
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose...
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A Second Chance
A Second Chance
He asked me how much I was owed, and then started to take $8 out of his wallet. It still hadn’t sunk into my thick skull when he said, “For $8 you were screaming at an old man?
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