Passageways
A passageway may be
a well-worn path
or a welcoming doorway.
It may lead to new adventure
or be an integral part of
a spiritual journey.
A passageway may bring
joy and laughter,
tears and sadness,
awareness and enlightenment,
but, more often than not,
never exactly what we expect.
Yet, we are bound to open the door,
take the first step, and turn the corner
to expierence what there is
to be found along the way.
by Tim Sweeney
poem
Massachusetts
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by Nadine Gallo
oil painting
Massachusetts
Nadine's webpage
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my mind
is
an insane asylum
dark desires
in torment
struggle
with chains of right and wrong
abject lunacies
hurl themselves
against padded cells of reason
and sometimes
i think
i think quite rational
And i revel in that craziness
in a world
where
lunacy and darkness
seem to prevail
by "I. Malone"
poem
Massachusetts
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Ellen Murray and Breezy
Westminster Kennel Club
Best of Breed
Massachusetts
Ellen's Website:
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by Will Long
photography
PO BOX 1445
East Orleans, MA 02643
508.255.9766
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by Paul Dunne
photograph
Massachusetts
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by Jeffrey Nelson
acrylic painting
Massachusetts
Whales Tales of Enlightenment
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by Diane Soule
mixed media
Massachuetts
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by Schmoopie
jewelry
Massachusetts
Schmoopie's website
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Communication is a wonderful tool.
However, in an age when most people
prefer an exchange confined to
superficial concerns, usually money,
power and politics its full potential is
undermined. In this manner we live in
the darkness of our undetected fears
fueled by experiences we draw to
ourselves that only compound our
feelings of inadequacy. Such thoughts
usually come to us early in our child
hood. To understand that this is not
true, that we are all equal and
unconditionally loved is the journey we
must take if we are searching for our
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happiness. When we work to move beyond
this kind of thinking admitting our supposed
failings in hopes of shedding their weight we
are often judged and we again find ourselves
in darkness. How did this thought process
gain such power and the consequences of it
in our lives? Many times I have searched to
understand this by journaling my history as I
recall it., so many memories faded by the
relentless struggle to survive. Always I have
been quick to relate the amusing details, the
adventures, unique opportunities, the loves
and losses. The ones to which people
respond, what an amazing life. What is
unbeknownst to them by my choice
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however is that I have lived another life as
well, a secret one, imprisoned by the
shame of it. Now recognizing it as the
bigger part of my existence it is time to
include it in my history for without its
details my life would be only a dream
which is only for the sleeping. I prefer
now to be fully awake embracing it all as
the lesson I am here to learn, hoping a
picture will immerge from out of the
shadow, a portrait that will be seen as
beautiful, for all our lives are art, the
creative hand of a master. ...
Reflection by Victoria
Florida
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