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Feast

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Cresting the hill, and moving only a little slower than when he started hours earlier, one thought kept pushing him forward and placing one foot in front of the other, mile after mile. As tired as he was, and as long as the hike would prove to be, he couldn’t stop now and be denied what every hiker cherishes, because he knows what awaits him as the journey nears its end. Coming around the final bend after a long day, he can smell the burning wood of a warm fire and the almost extinct odor of burning charcoal. This would prove to be the genesis of the nights feast.
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Storm

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With arms outstretched at his sides, head resting on a pillow and eyes closed, the storm swirled around him, enveloping his entire being. He shook as the memories rushed to the surface of his soul and he knew that stopping them would be impossible. As they overtook him, he wondered if the anguish from the past would ever end. It was useless to fight them  and as the storm continued to rage, he hoped that it would be quick. He did know, however, that if he waited long enough the storm would pass. But when?

Storm

 

The Journey of Life

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The journey of life is a strange one. Every day we wake up and are faced with challenges and obstacles that we can choose to face or ignore. Making these difficult choices is what defines us and makes us the people that we are.

But even though we are given the right to make our own choices on this journey, do we always make the right choice? Should we? Do we encounter factors, at times, that would prevent us from doing so?

On this journey we can be independent thinkers or we can follow the group like sheep. Where do you stand on this journey? Will you allow yourself to be shouted down for making choices that others may not like or agree with? Or will you stand up and make this journey your own?

Making choices on this journey is not always easy. But was it meant to be?

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A Dog’s Simple Pleasure

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My dog Jase knows when he is gong to go for a ride. Don’t ask me how he knows, he just does. We go in and out of our house for any number of reasons many times during the day, but he always seems to know when he will be joining us. For Jase, pleasure is as simple as sitting in the back seat, head out the window, sniffing the air and enjoying life. Today’s ride was a long one and he loved every minute of it. As he lays underneath me, chest rising and falling in quiet even breathes, he is blissfully unaware of anything going on around him. Dreaming only the dreams that he can, he calmly waits for another ride.
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The Promise of Clouds

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It is early May and I am walking in my backyard. The days are still cool, but not so cool that I can’t enjoy the breeze as it moves through the woods in its silent.progression towards nowhere. When I look up, I notice that the leaves on this and all of the other trees still haven’t made their annual pilgrimage to block the sky and provide comforting summer shade. Just out of reach of the trees are  the clouds. The branches grasp at them as they flow freely  with the breeze and offer promise for today and days to come.

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