The Meeting – by Irene Nielsen


The  Day  Simon, Clara And Marsorif Met In The Magic Forest

Chapter 1

Simon sat and looked out of the window at the forest which was right up to his backyard, where he live. He had only lived a few months here in this house, so everything was new to him. But he had been in the garden and sniff alone. And been out walking with his new people, they were cute, but where did they hurry. He should take care of him selves when they were at home because they went apace and almost always with something in there hands, or talking very loudly. There was not really time for him, he thought. But I wonder if it came later. Right now he was home alone and sat watching the woods, wondering what was inside this forest, he felt that the forest drew in him, just as if there was something that said to him that he should come over, but he could not right now because the door was locked and he could not get out. Simon, however, had well seen the neighbor’s cat had been in there, just as they had been in his garden. Then he saw one of the neighbor’s cats, it did not look so old just like him, it was black and roamed around just outside his garden, wondering what it did there. Something in him told him that he wanted to run after it and chase it away from his garden, but there was also something mysterious about it, as if he knew it, but did not knew were from. Where he came from, where his mother, father and siblings lived there were no cats.Irene1

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Return to Innocence – by Hannelie


Any experience or trauma that disturbs our well– being, whether physical, emotional, mental or spiritual, causes us to disconnect from our life-force, affects our sense of self, self-worth, self-trust, self-pride, and self-autonomy; which in turn affects our ability to show up and walk through life with confidence, vitality and joy. We lose touch with our True Self.

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Which Path Leads to My Dreams – by Nancy Zimmerman


We are ready to embark on a remarkable adventure, one that will take us wherever we want to go.  This adventure is what we simply term “life experiences.”  I cannot say that I have always viewed life as an adventure.  I grew up in rural Indiana and was warned from an early age of all of the pitfalls that awaited me if I did not exercise extreme caution in life.  I was raised to believe that my parents were in charge and knowledgeable about such things and that if I did not heed what they told me, there were consequences to be paid for that digression.

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Life is an Adventure – by Renee Harrison


Sometimes being spontaneous is the antidote to a bad mood, a wounded soul or just extreme boredom. We all have these low days that make us feel a nagging discomfort in our skin and minds. Maybe it is the weather, maybe it is something deeper. It is that small irritation that won’t leave us alone until we stop ignoring it and give in to our subconscious desire to get up and go somewhere, just do something different, call up a friend and head out ….on a adventure.

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Adventure – by Kellie


When I think of adventure I think of backpacking treks through the wilderness or of cross-country motorcycle trips; zip-lining in a Hawaiian forest, swimming with manta rays or even simply visiting a foreign country I’ve never visited before. Really, I think most of us would equate “adventure” with doing something unusual, exciting and maybe even a little “dangerous.”
Are we missing something by accepting this definition of adventure, though? When I was a child I was always outside. In fact, I would leave the house in the mornings when school was out for the summer and announce I was going on an adventure. Most often my adventures involved the creek, trees and whatever animals I happened across. Sometimes I would take my adventures farther from home to the lake and my adventures would expand accordingly. Very often my cousin accompanied me on these adventures, but many times I went alone. Nothing I did on these childhood adventures could really be considered “unusual,” “exciting,” or “dangerous” in my opinion…I was just being a kid at a time when kids were allowed even encouraged to go outside by themselves and “be kids.”
The adventures I went on as a child shaped my entire life. To this day I am more comfortable in the wilderness than in a mall or even at large events. In nature I found myself. I learned that trees don’t tell your secrets lizards don’t make fun of you when you fall flat on your face, and there is no better friend than a dog when you need to cry. Adventure was my entire life, especially during the summer months.
The very first stories I ever wrote were about my adventures. When I go back now and read some of these stories I recognize the simplicity of my adventures. I once wrote a rather lengthy short story about fish swimming in a pool in the creek. In my child-mind this event was extraordinary, yet it was probably more extraordinary that an 8-year-old was crafting short stories than that fish were swimming in a deep pool in a creek!
Maybe that’s the real meaning of “adventure.” Maybe adventure is actually our perception of our experiences rather than the actual experience. If that’s true than each and every day of our lives should contain endless adventures! Imagine looking at something as simple as going to the grocery store as an adventure. How amazingly wonderful our lives would become if we began to look at all the day-to-day things in our lives as adventures! I’m in. How about you?

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Be Adventurous – Be Naturally Healthy! – by John


Where I live, in France, where the consummation of chemical products per capita is the highest in Europe – well, they eat more drugs than most of the rest of Europe put together – they used to believe that unless any medication came from a chemist – pharmacie – it was no good. Then, about four years ago, it was “officially” revealed that just one drug had killed over 5,000 people. Taking French cover up’s into account that probably meant at least double or three times that number. So, the French began to think a bit. Just began…

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It’s Time to Choose Your Adventure – by Mindy A. Early


Even though we’ve never met, I bet your couch is comfortable. Mine is too, as is my mountain of blankets. I bet you also have daily routines that keep you organized and help you get things done. Me too. If we never leave the comfort of our couches, if we devoutly stick to our routines every day, is that so bad?

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Glory Be! I Heard Annette Converted! – by Annette


I would like to think that I have an open mind, that I know that I don’t know everything.  I would also like to think that I seize the opportunities as they present themselves, to learn something new. Well, as luck would have it, I was presented such an opportunity and as luck would have it, I LEARNED SOMETHING NEW!  I’d ask you to wipe the smirk off of your face, but I am still smiling myself, because this was huge for me, really huge.

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Having fun IS an Adventure – by Lee Pryke


March is here and the children are excited. School Break brings far away holidays for many and special activities more local for others. My grandson is off to New York from Toronto with his mom and another mom and her son. A mom and son adventure to Gramma’s house. There will be lots of cookies awaiting and fun things to do when they arrive. The drive, knowing my daughter; will be packed with games, songs, and short stops to see the country side.

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Zen Hoofprint – by Bob Rush


It’s been a kicker of a couple of weeks, thirty six inches of snow, vertigo tests, and just not feeling up to snuff are a few of the issues that I have been dealing with. These things have knocked me off my game. I guess that I am not as resilient as I used to be and thats ok.  I have been trying to craft a better perspective through meditation, gratitude statements, focusing on positive pursuits and not falling into the trap of isolation.

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Finding Inspiration – by Jonathan


Of every important ingredient in the creative process, inspiration is perhaps the most necessary and sometimes the most elusive.  There is often no rhyme or reason for its presence or absence.  There are many things we can do to help the inspiration flow in order to act it out through our art.  If art is our means to reproduce nature then there may be clues present just outside your door.  Finding inspiration must be intentional at times; the following will address some avenues to help inspiration stay.

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Spirituality Of An Elder: Dry Humor – by Marie Pollnow


Vera was a most amazing client.  In fact, I felt love, endearment and fond admiration for most of my clients.  Vera was one of them.  She was a petite lady of about five foot four.  She had come from a small town, in Wisconsin, where her father was a gas station man.  She was very ahead of her time as she was one of the first women to drive, in her era.  Her father required a hot lunch everyday prepared by her mother and she was the one to deliver it to him.  She could only perform this task if she drove.  That was it she got her drivers’ license.  She did not recall exactly what the driving test entailed but stated she did not think it was very difficult, in between chuckles.  Although she was suffering macular degeneration and dementia she proudly showed me the picture of her standing in front of one of the first vehicles in town, a Model T Ford of course.  She was quite young maybe about eighteen with beautiful brown wavy hair.  She looked somewhat like a peacock standing gracefully in front of that car.

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