Thursday, October 29, 2009

I am mindful of the moment when my knowing is aware the lady in the grocery line with me dreads going home to her cruel husband. If only I could comfort her.

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  1. Sometimes is difficult to have what you have...is hard to see or feel things and can't be able to do nothing because there is always that little risk people may think you are crazy...so you just watch and ask why I have this gift if I can't use it?

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  2. If I had a dime for every time I was called crazy, I'd be able to feed all of the hungry of the world. At some point, you almost become to embody it and take it in as your own until you realize that you don't have to succumb to their labels, you know?

    I ask myself in moments when I see things, that if I was to say, tell the person, what good would it do? Would it change anything for their life? Often times, the answer is no, and at that point I understand.

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  3. yes I know...:( but sometimes this is so unfair...I try to give a reason to this, and often I don't find any...i think that maybe things were supposed to go in that way...but when I have had those visions or feeling...and then has happened what I have felt..I feel so deep sadness and wondering why I have to stand all this pain, and just be a watcher ...

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