There is a quote from one of my most favorite movies of all time, “Arabian Nights”(2000); while in the middle of telling the story of Aladin Scheherazade adds this little commentary:
“Life often turns upon such small things as a flickering oil lamp...” And she definitely was right.
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I am definitely one of those people who needs a plan for reading the Bible everyday just to have the word in my mind, otherwise it's easier for me to put things off because of my own laziness. So, I have something here, that came to me by the grace of God, and I trust God to spread this gift to anyone who may also find it helpful. There is no weakness in being a feminine woman, to assume such makes room for weaknesses. There is in fact more depth to it that can be gleaned even from places such as The Bible. It is only as of late that I have been able to really crack down on what it is that I am consuming in terms of content online, on TV, in music. However, it has also caused me to look back on when I was frivolous with what I let into my headspace. Needless to say, it's definitely not like that anymore. Stretching out a hand of kindness, even if to the most unseemly of characters, can bring something beautiful out of a person who was merely hurting. When I was younger, I have always hated the feeling of being displaced. My parents moved around a lot when I was a baby, and again when I was in Elementary school. The moving over the years was less intense, but once we got to a place and things are still disheveled from moving in, I would feel displaced, unsettled, completely uncomfortable, kind of like I didn't have a home anywhere. I woke up this morning with a distinct fire in my belly, a desire for truth, honesty, something real. I've had this feeling before, except it was a lot more intense and as if I sought medicine, like I was sick. I am not sick now, however, disillusioned, yes, but not made ill by the deceitful world. “Be Brave” Let the brick wall fall, Let crumble to pieces excuses, And brightly bare it all, For the light is never hidden forever, And the flame never dies when it fights to live, Don't hide away amidst a dimming grey, For the sun shall shine anew, every day, And when darkness fills your sight, The stars in the sky conquer the night, Let breathe the fire in your chest, And dare to live loving, not like the rest, Count your blessings and weather the test, Let go of the anguish of strife, And God provides the best, Show up for life, and God provides the rest. ©Mary Spotted Eagle Woman Roberts "Boreas" by John William Waterhouse: This picture is so named after the Greek "god" of the North Wind. Despite the name and meaning of the name, I always found this picture striking because she seems as if she is deep in thought, though the wind of the world is raging all around her, like she is realizing some truth. "A Stream of Thought"
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AuthorMary Spotted Eagle Woman Roberts has love for God, family, artistic crafts, and the written word. She has published a few articles, a few anthologies and still finds it hilarious that to sound official, one merely has to talk about one's self in the third person. Archives
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Some of my favorite music by Kai Engel:
"Cabaret" from his album "Satin" "Floret" from his album "Chapter Two: Mild" |