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    RunwithWolves

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    August 29, 2007

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    57

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    Douglasville, GA

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    Gemini


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"Rio Abajo Rio, the river beneath the river; La Mujer Grande, the
Great Woman; Luz del abismo, the light from the abyss...La Loba,
the wolf woman; La Huesera, the bone woman...in Hungarian, O,
Erdoben, She of the Woods, Rozsomak, The Wolveine. In Navajo, she
is Na'ashje'ii Asdzaa, The Spider Woman who weaves the fate of
humans and animals and plants and rocks. In Guatemala...she is
Humana del Niebla, The Mist Being, the woman who has lived forever.
In Japanese, she is Amaterasu Omikami, The Numina who brings all
light, all consciousness. In Tibit she is called Dakini, the
dancing force which has clear-seeing within women. And it goes on.
She goes on." ABOVE QUOTE FROM: Women Who Run with the Wolves by
Clarissa Pinkola Estes.....................Some say she gathers
bones buried, and sings over them. She is (I am) a Wild Woman
running with the Wolves; a Late Bloomer, born again and filled with
the Holy Spirit......................Ho pefully those who view my
page are inspired by diversity and look beyond the "ism" and
"cisms" of life; for life is sweet and too short to waste. At
50-something, I am comfortable in my skin, grounded in God's glory,
yes a "late bloomer" but blessed and keeping God's promise with
agape love -- to feed HIS sheep, the ones some have forgotten about
on the outside of the church, in our own back yards -- looking
in...you can find me working in the fields gleaning God's precious
human gifts. Care to join me?

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Published in Passager's MLK Special Issue, April 2008

Audible By L. I. Brown

Sounds of feet marching, by the thousands; not one verse of "We shall over come" uttered nor a whisper. Indeed a pin dropped would have been heard that day. Over the horizon they came, holding hands, black over white over yellow; their cultures melted as one and in sync, marching feet, dead silence, eyes straight ahead, they emerged over the Edmund Pettus Bridge...

Eyes... (continue reading)

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Male, 29, Lexington, KY

Posted October 17, 2007


Thank you for your beauty, spirit, and inspiration...may u be kept by righteousness and stay 1 with the word....poetry that is...lol. :)

HUGS.


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Female, 55, Macon, GA

Posted September 25, 2007


Hello Blessed One !!!!

I thank you for being the first to grace my page and now I can return the honor.
I really enjoyed reading your page, there is a lot of depth in your words, they leave a honest trail of the woman that walks before.

Peace, Love and Joy
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