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Title: Mystery: For Lexie, Les, Shay, Danielle, Zythyra, Tree, Jenn & Others Not Yet Na
Post by: Shana A on October 10, 2008, 01:58:46 PM
Post by: Shana A on October 10, 2008, 01:58:46 PM
Mystery: For Lexie, Les, Shay, Danielle, Zythyra, Tree, Jenn & Others Not Yet Named
Posted October 10, 2008
http://radnichole.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/mystery-for-lexie-les-shay-danielle-seth-tree-jenn-others-not-yet-named/ (http://radnichole.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/mystery-for-lexie-les-shay-danielle-seth-tree-jenn-others-not-yet-named/)
My blogs this week seem to have revolved around love, or so it seems to me. One learns to love one's self. One learns to love those close to one's self. One learns to love those who have never been close, but in some way become close. Our ideas, our lives partake of such different substance and events, one might wonder, as I do, what's the tie? What brings me to this love for those I only know through a call, a set of posts on a bulletin board, hurried meetings at a conference or in a setting that doesn't lend itself to forming attachment, relationship?
I think when we find truth it is somewhat like finding something one doesn't expect.
Posted October 10, 2008
http://radnichole.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/mystery-for-lexie-les-shay-danielle-seth-tree-jenn-others-not-yet-named/ (http://radnichole.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/mystery-for-lexie-les-shay-danielle-seth-tree-jenn-others-not-yet-named/)
My blogs this week seem to have revolved around love, or so it seems to me. One learns to love one's self. One learns to love those close to one's self. One learns to love those who have never been close, but in some way become close. Our ideas, our lives partake of such different substance and events, one might wonder, as I do, what's the tie? What brings me to this love for those I only know through a call, a set of posts on a bulletin board, hurried meetings at a conference or in a setting that doesn't lend itself to forming attachment, relationship?
I think when we find truth it is somewhat like finding something one doesn't expect.