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This is the story of a young martial arts student who was under the tutelage of a famous master. One day, the master was watching a practice session in the courtyard. He realized that the presence of the other students was interfering with the young man’s attempts to perfect his technique.

The master could sense the young man’s frustration. He went up to the young man and tapped him on his shoulder. “What’s the problem?” he inquired. “I don’t know”, said the youth, with a strained expression. “… Continue

Last evening some friends and I celebrated one of my sister friend’s birthday. During the celebration one of our Haitian friends came in with a beautiful little girl whom she had adopted from Haiti. She had been trying to adopt her since her birth. She is now two years old and soon to be three. She endured the recent earthquake in which expedited her finally being able to join her new family. She was born to a teenage mother who knew from conception that she would not be able to raise the child… Continue

Friday evening brought with it a blizzard of snow...in which sent folks scrambling for food and other needs,

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Deep within me are feelings summoned... sitting just at the surface, yet failing to reveal or manifest. A longing to express, to "howl" if you will. Mixed emotions, a dual between soul and personality a competition of sorts. Soul reaching or pushing gently against the energy of personality. Personality fearing extinction. A thought of not existing. My world changing consciously before me. Personality in turmoil and soul at peace. My person knows that one can't stay in order to avoid conflict. So… Continue