Dear Citizens of the World

I first noticed society becoming divided back in 2005.

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I Wept Again

First snow

I’m about to make a confession. I hope my blogging community will understand and stick together with me. I’ve grown so fond of your presence over the years.

Okay, ready? Deep breath.

United

The Symbolism of a Dream

I had a dream … well actually, it was a nightmare. It’s pretty amazing how the brain conjures up fears from real life and puts them into our sleep state.

I’ve gone back and forth about sharing this dream. I think it has meaning, so I’ve decided to take a chance and share.

What Did He Call Me?

He called me an “old-timer?” How did that happen? I mean, I was a rock-and-roll chick who partied until sunrise. I was cool!

Here is the story.

The Word Above

Our modern society paints humanity with such dark, negativity. Yet, when I posted about my anxiety, I received kindness, thoughtfulness and caring from people who have only met me through a blog. As I pondered the paradox of the two, it brought forth the following poem.

Juice and the Underdog

It seems to me, underdog movies do quite well at the box office, especially in sports. Just a few examples of many are, The Rookie, Rocky, Rudy & Seabiscuit. (Apparently, many of them start with the letter R, too.) One of my personal favorite underdog stories has nothing to do with sports called, Gattaca.

Random Observations

(for use of photo, please attribute to Lori and this website)

~ Society seems to put people into categories or groups, and judges them from those groups. Christian, atheists, believers, non-believers, male, female, republicans, democrats, conservatives, liberals, blacks, whites, Hispanics, poor, middle class, rich.