Sharing My Vision, by Lynn Bartrum

Sharing My Vision, by Lynn Bartrum

I’ve been holding onto a secret these past nine years, and feel it is time to come clean.  

In the fall of 2009, my husband Thomas and I were staying overnight in Louisville, as we were moving our daughter back to Nashville the next day.  She had recently graduated from college and was moving back home. As we settled down to sleep that night, I had been reading A Course in Miracles, and was lying awake, staring out into the dark room, thinking.  Suddenly I experienced a vision - I was so confused!  

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Surrender, by Maureen Doyle, MAT

Surrender, by Maureen Doyle, MAT

Surrender is not a word that I like to use. It conjures up thoughts of giving in, someone else taking control, not winning. I am a strong person and I used to believe that to surrender was a sign of weakness and that was the last thing that I want to be seen as – weak.

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The Light and The Dark, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

The Light and The Dark, by Susan Austin-Crumpton
"Sometimes shadows are the only light we see."    
                                   - Leo Kotke

It was my birthday.

I was at a Leo Kotke concert with my sweet husband and family.  The guitar music poured over me with quiet joy and contentment.  I was happy, the venue was just right, we were sitting almost in front, and it felt intimate and joyful.

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Awareness, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Awareness, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Before my mother died she said to me; “I wish you could stop trying to fix yourself!  Why can’t you just be more like me?!”

I have a dining room cupboard filled with dishes and china from relatives who have long since died.  I never fully thought about whose they were because my younger sister remembered it all.
She died six years ago.
 

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Life Force, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Life Force, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

It seems much of my life has been filled with meaningless activity.  In my younger years, without much of me to operate with, I tried to please as I was hoping for value and purpose.  I worked at jobs I hated, tried to stay in struggling relationships for the “sake of the children”, and was mediocre at parenting.

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#NOFILTER, by Stephanie Shockley

#NOFILTER, by Stephanie Shockley

I thought I knew the meaning of love until my first grandchild was born. Grandmothers told me it would be indescribable and even more amazing than having my own children and not until I held my grandson have I felt a joy this intense.

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Christmas Stress, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

Christmas Stress, by Susan Austin-Crumpton

As a young woman I was terrified to stay alone in the house overnight. As the mother of two young children, I would bravely pretend confidence and bravado. One night when alone in the house, I lay awake listening to the sound of rustling leaves under my window imagining the footsteps of the intruder outside.

Fear paralyzed my body and my mind.

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