Upon the lips of babes asleep I saw light embracing light and so allowed my syllables to rest there as a prayer they might sing in their dreams.
ABERJHANIUpon the lips of babes asleep I saw light embracing light and so allowed my syllables to rest there as a prayer they might sing in their dreams.
ABERJHANIMinister and writer Barbara Kaufmann has addressed the subject of guerrilla decontextualization on both the ‘Voices Compassionate Education’ website and on ‘Inner Michael’,
ABERJHANIWhen we vote we participate in the construction of a context.
ABERJHANIAt the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.
ABERJHANIWe are living in an era in which billions of people are grappling to promote communication, tolerance, and understanding over the more destructive forces of war
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.
ABERJHANIThat good gardener, who wept thorns plowing his fields – harvests grace with joy.
ABERJHANIIt can make all the difference between a man, woman, or child allowing despair to permanently paralyze any dreams
ABERJHANIYour pain is a school unto itself–– and your joy a lovely temple.
ABERJHANIWhat more civilized way for people to alleviate the same than by giving themselves to one another as brothers and sisters in deed as well as in word?
ABERJHANIAnd to empower them to confront the worst in themselves in order to discover and claim the best in themselves.
ABERJHANILife possesses an amazing array of profoundly sad faces.
ABERJHANIWhen the healing grace of authentic spirituality is usurped by the divisive politics of religious organizations, and when broken hearts bleed pain in darkness
ABERJHANIThe fact that an African American sits in the White House at the helm of government in the United States of America on this 150th anniversary of Abraham Lincoln’s
ABERJHANIWhere she offers the kind of insights into the spiritual aspects of Michael Jackson’s creative artistry that mainstream media mostly ignores.
ABERJHANIIn your hands winter is a book with cloud pages that snow pearls of love.
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