A Demon Whispered In My Ears This Morning

Sometimes the devil amuses me. This morning I couldn’t sleep, so I donned my Beats and crawled out to the couch. Four aye em, but as long as I’m up I may as well get after it. I planned to get work done on my current project: prevention curriculum for at risk kids. Specifically kids at risk for being trafficked right out of schools. The schools in my own neighborhood. It pisses me off enough that four aye em is just fine. I did the usual things we do in preparation. Grab favorite quilt. Get some water. Forget to grab…

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Words Can Be Sticky

Ever come across a quote and know it’s going to change something about you? Maybe change everything about you? Ever read something and wish you hadn’t because once you read it, it’s part of you now? You can’t unhear words. Sometimes you can choose to phase it out or focus so hard on something else you aren’t as affected by it, but sort of you still are. The second you start to wonder, “Am I strong enough to hear this again without freaking out?” You can’t possibly know until you repeat the words or you listen to them again. But…

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The book I am Reading

Sometimes I read a book, and I underline and take notes and it is exciting. Other times, I purchase a book and have it sit on the box I call bedside table. Trying it on. I don’t read it. When you read it, you have to do it. If you sing it, you have to live it. I knew I needed time to adjust and prepare for this book. It’s called Anything. It’s written by Jennie Allen. I think I still like her. I can’t say for sure yet, because I am only about 2o pages in. If she keeps…

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