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THE LATEST

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The Strait of Hormuz, the Strait of Hormuz

I never gave it a thought, now it is big news

Closed or open, open or closed

What will fix this, nobody knows

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BLUE JEAN BERRY

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BLUE JEAN BERRY

There is a little purple stain on my denim jacket

It is from a blueberry so sweet and juicy it dripped

From my mouth, me not being the neatest eater

It happens

Soon I will wash this jacket

Maybe the stain will wash out or maybe it will fade

Like Proust, the sight of the stain brings back the memory

Of the time I had tea and blueberries

Blueberries so sweet and juicy they created a memory

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GOOD ORDERLY DIRECTION

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GOOD ORDERLY DIRECTION

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Lost is a place

Confounded is a state of mind 

And failing is a rock on the road to success

Somewhere things might have taken a wrong turn

But fear not!

Your Higher Self has GPS+

Good Problem Solving Skills

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WELL

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WELL

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Here we are, on an average sized planet

Hurtling through vast inhospitable space

No idea how we got here

Or where we are going

Not a clue how we can get along peacefully

As nations or even as individuals

In all the mind-boggling universe there is only one place

Where you can find peace

That place is within you, in your heart and mind

In every situation you can prioritize your peace

Invite joy, have moments of discovery and wonder

We can wish for peace, pray for peace

Even make signs and protest in the street for peace

Yet we must find it in the only place the calm garden of peace can flourish

We grow world peace in our hearts and minds

The universe within

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THE WAR IS WON IN THE GENERAL'S TENT

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THE WAR IS WON IN THE GENERAL'S TENT

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The General who is a pessimist

Is defeated before he's begun

Yet if the General is too optimistic

He won't know when to turn and run

But if the General is a realist

He will live in the vital moment

While adjusting plans and strategies

And figuring out his opponent

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PIGEON POWER

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PIGEON POWER

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The eagle is not the only bird to define our skies

There is the cheerful robin, harbinger of spring

A crow or raven bringing news from beyond

The stately vulture taking what remains after life

After a hummingbird has carried the spirit to paradise

While a nightingale sings a song of hope and rebirth

There is such a variety of birds to choose from 

If the eagle of liberty and justice is not visible right now

Focus on the dove, the heron or the shrike

For inspiration and encouragement

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WHEN

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When the summer trees sway to and fro

I feel the broken edges of my heart

When music swells inside my soul

I feel the broken edges of my heart

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