Category Archives: Poetry

I tend to seek approval from and to impress people who ignore me. Q & A

I tend to seek approval from and to impress people who ignore me. Q & A Q: “One thing I’ve noticed recently is I tend to seek approval from/impress people who ignore me or don’t speak with me much, especially girls. Why does it happen and what can I do to stop doing it?” A:…

If When We Wonder

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If while our lives motor along, we could wonder about what might be real, if we might recall the vision, we recalled when wanting to wander, would we wish upon a clever clarity. – We wanted this, said to ourselves, while the skies blurred our memory, always positioning ourselves to carry on, to carry on,…

Breathe Slow Dreams

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It is when we want to cry, the sound will not come, its expanse, fills our lungs to capacity, short breaths, quiet realities, keeps us moving through a storm, taking a moment, a gasp, yet still there is a desire to find more, know a place we might settle in, get perspective, develop a plan,…

I Understand!

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I should be dressed properly, dead loss may be a result otherwise; After all, world outside is not so safe; I understand! I should know when, how and what to speak, I would look uncouth otherwise; After all, girls should talk less, being cultured; I understand! I should study but learn cooking well; who would…

I am Diversity By: Charles Bennafield

I grew up in a moderate size town in South Dakota. Looking back now, my environment was very safe and comfortable. but also created a certain naivety within me. My parents, now married for 50+ years, created a safe and comfortable environment, paying for private Catholic school, with a beautiful home, nice clothes and always…

Awaken to the Sight of YOUR-Self

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Inspired by thoughts of cultivation.  I can’t help but think about what a rush people are in. To be this or that, be here and there. Rushing all over the place without a thought of what it is they might be missing. I know I’ve touched on a similar topic in a past post but…

“I emotionally broke down again…” Q&A

“I emotionally broke down again…” Q&A   Q:” I broke down again, I know the problem is I don’t love myself enough. I totally collapsed and that feeling is so horrible!”   A:”I see and it’s okay 🙂   The ups and downs are part of the journey.   It’s very okay to have those…

About This World

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When I was a child, crossing the street meant an afternoon, a forever setting, in a cloudless sky. It meant things attainable, like pebbles nearby a pond, we could jump in if we cared, smell like the seaweed and algae. – When I was a kid, the street no longer mattered, there were now tire…