Feb. 3rd, 2012

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I call upon my God Cernunnos, and my Goddess Anu.
I lay my pain and sorrow at Your feet.
I place my Heart in Your Hands
Trusting that You will help me Heal
And find the Right Way.

I abandon my Hate.
I walk out of Darkness and into the Light
Knowing that to Trust is not wrong,
We just pick the wrong people at times.

I shed my tears and allow them to fall
Into Mother Earth, who will transform
Sorrow into Joy
Baren-ness into Plenty.

Perhaps the Lesson to be Learned
Is Something had to be Removed
To Make Room
For The New.

I will Trust my Gods,
My Protectors,
My Guides.

Show me the Purpose.
Show me the Way.

I am Loved.
I am Cherished.

No amount of money
Or material goods
Can compare
To Love.

You know...

Feb. 3rd, 2012 08:22 am
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It takes a really sad sort of a person, with an empty heart, to stoop so low that they would steal from another to realize their dreams.

Even if they manage to get the material goods they sought after, they still lose. They aren't trusted. They aren't loved. They end up dying alone.

Such is the fate of someone who has no remorse and feels no guilt for stealing from another that which was saved for her over three generations.

I have everything I need for Today. I have a home, and food in my fridge. I have clothes on my back. I have two incredible human beings that love me with all their heart. I have cats that adore me, and when I'm down, cuddle with me to bring up my spirits. I have far more blessings in my life than many can lay claim to.

That is far more than the thief can lay claim to. She never will, either.

I'd feel sorry for her if she hadn't put herself in her own situation.


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