An outrageous instinct to love and be loved executed your brain every hour on the hour.
ABERJHANIAn outrageous instinct to love and be loved executed your brain every hour on the hour.
ABERJHANIMany people can rightfully claim, as much as anyone can rightfully claim anything, that much of their lives have been spent stumbling through a cloud of cluelessness.
ABERJHANILike a Passover Poet gliding from house to house and from trembling soul to trembling soul the wind scribbled sonnets of first time love and weeping haikus of last hours on earth.
ABERJHANIAt its most dynamic, faith evolves into powerful applicable knowledge.
ABERJHANIThe thorn is a bridge spanning the muddy depths of agony and sorrow so that one may on the other side dance to the drums of the rose of joy.
ABERJHANIA bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.
ABERJHANICompassion crowns the soul with its truest victory.
ABERJHANIWhen the healing grace of authentic spirituality is usurped by the divisive politics of religious organizations, and when broken hearts bleed pain in darkness
ABERJHANIMinister and writer Barbara Kaufmann has addressed the subject of guerrilla decontextualization on both the ‘Voices Compassionate Education’ website and on ‘Inner Michael’,
ABERJHANITo heal the wounds of a nation as opposed to aggravate its injuries
ABERJHANILove is our most unifying and empowering common spiritual denominator.
ABERJHANIAll the world loves a ghost. The evidence of that simple statement can be found by looking in nearly every direction.
ABERJHANIMost people are slow to champion love because they fear the transformation it brings into their lives.
ABERJHANIThat good gardener, who wept thorns plowing his fields – harvests grace with joy.
ABERJHANIA poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.
ABERJHANIHorror tore this world asunder. While inside the bleeding smoke and beyond the shredded weeping flesh we memorized tales of infinite good. -from The History Lesson
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