Tag: Dream
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Love Life Purpose – Use it or Lose it

Love Life Purpose Featured Image: Pexels Free Pics Over the past few months, we’ve been exploring some pretty big topics— love, life, and purpose. And how these all come together. If you missed any of those posts, please catch up using the links above. Use It or Lose It You’ve probably heard the saying “use
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Writers Exercise – A Challenge

Featured Image – Pixel.com Writing Exercise – A Challenge. If you missed the previous exercise tap here. The Lighthouse They walked hand in hand in silence, aware of the beauty surrounding them. Their feet imprinted into the sand until the waves washed over them, retreating into the sea with the certainty of returning for another
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Christmas Carol

It’s that time of the year and our writers group gave me this title as a prompt. I guess the idea might have been for something traditional but I decided to be a little different. When she became aware of the more profound matters of life and began to spend much of her time alone,
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Novus Dies

Featured Image: Creative Tuesdays: A New Day | My Life As a Millennial Each morning I get up early and head for my cave. Opening my notebook begin freewriting for 15 minutes. No prompts, no pre-thoughts. Set the timer at the starting blocks and away I go. The buzzer signals a beep-beep and I stop
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The Mountain Within

As I stand upon the mountain ridge and gaze at the colossal vigor of my earthly home, A soft breeze whispers in my ear. I created all this and more for you, to please your heart, to give you a greater understanding of who I am; I AM, that I AM, and I have chosen
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The Animal Farm

Image By Upsplash.com – African Elephants Tipsy on Maroela Fruit. The animal farm is fun, although seemingly serious, Out there under the African Sun. Along the rivers edge a large baboon Mounts a monkey. In the midst of his ecstatic high stroke A crocodile gripped his tail Dragging him into her fetid hole under the
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The Lion

The lion was a beast of gigantic proportions, yellow mane blowing in the cool breeze. His tail shaking its tufted end looked like a knobkerrie. A snarl revealed two rows of razor-sharp teeth as his fetid breath wafted through my mosquito net. I shouted or screamed, not sure which. Grabbing my pillow and making a

