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It was an Arranged Marriage

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Ball Three

                                     B a l l  T h r e e                        Three dog night.                           Three little words.                        Three … Continue reading

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Day 9: The Red Sweater Twist

THE RED SWEATER TWIST Why do I feel these fingers pulling at me? Why are needles pushing at my strands? Who is doing this to me and why? I was just lying curled around myself like a slinking snake in … Continue reading

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India Through My Eyes: Part 5 Varanasi, City on the Ganges

  The impact that Varanasi made on me was extreme.  I was moved by the spiritually of activities along the Sacred River Ganges.  I had been aware for many years that Varanasi was the site of the dead being set … Continue reading

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India Through My Eyes, Part 4 The Art of Indian Train Travel

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Even though some may interpret what I will recount as negative, it is not intended that way.  I believe that to understand India, you need to travel by train at least three times with at last one overnight train. It … Continue reading

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Sumi Bird ©2013 by Janet Brugos Dreams Day dreams are goals. Night dreams are conflict resolutions. I have used both To enjoy some magnificent adventures. starting with My trip to Europe  with my Girl Scout Troop at age sixteen.  I … Continue reading

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Wind in the Ice Caves

Wind in the Ice Caves Wind blows round  my empty heart Spreading through all the ice caves. Wind chilling even Passion’s fire. Wind not stopping. Wind dispersing My emotions. Up, down, around The stalactites. Breathing into Every vein. Wind chilling … Continue reading

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