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Inspiration Blog

OFF TRACK

OFF TRACK

Knocked Off Course
Striving To Get Back On Track

For many years I have been on a bumpy path. Being derailed numerous times since my hemorrhagic stroke in 2008 does not discourage me. I continue to maintain my objectives and slowly move forward. Keeping my eye on well-established goals and managing a tight and strenuous schedule is essential to regaining my former life.

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Breaking Through

Breaking Through

Entrapped: Self-Made Barriers
Peeling Off the Layers

I often wrestle with myself to select the most appropriate words to express a feeling. Once delivered, it is challenging to erase and replace. Even though I am uncertain of my choices, it becomes the branded truth for others. For this reason, in countless circumstances, I prefer to remain silent - my safety zone. Or is it my prison?

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The Next Chapter

The Next Chapter

Torn, Stained, and Weathered
I Caress Each Page

I stare at the door as it slowly shuts. Our worlds cease to be connected. I hear footsteps echo in the hallway and the elevator opens and closes. When did our love crumble? There does not need to be an answer - a slow, painless decline into nothingness. My mind flashes to the song "Nothing" from A Chorus Line: and like Morales, I feel

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Unmasked

Unmasked

Broken and Alone
Living Inside Flashes of Hell

We exchange a few words before she stands and sluggishly walks to the marble arch for a skillful pause and then heads up Fifth Avenue. I remain seated on the fountain's ledge, my back facing the water as I observe the flamboyant crowd in the park: an authentic theater-in-the-round. There is never a dull moment in New York City. And I welcome the

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A Balanced Life?

A Balanced Life?

A Precarious Stack
On the Verge of Toppling

Surrounded by numerous organic disc-shaped white porcelain chips, I carefully place one on top of the other using my left hand. Not only am I right-handed, but my entire left side is affected by my stroke in 2008. I am approaching thirteen years of living with a body that not only feels awkward but is also not functioning with the agility and

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Dreaming of the Beach

Dreaming of the Beach

Reflecting on My Private World
Water is My Freedom

At first, the idea of traveling without work being the focal point of my trip is highly unsettling. I am at ease roaming around alone for business - this is my world. I am not comfortable setting work aside to plan a vacation with a friend. I imagine life without a strict schedule dictating time and the forthcoming freedom is

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Holding Tightly

Holding Tightly

The Life We Remember
Is Slipping Through Our Fingers

During our present circumstances, many dread the frequent and straightforward question, "How are you?" The responses are often heartbreaking. Engaging with family, friends, and strangers, I admire those who courageously share their lives as I listen with empathy. They trust me even with their darkest secrets. If only I

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Carefree Days - Gone

Carefree Days - Gone

Stars and Sparkles Burn Out
Reality Wins the War

I immediately forget about my increasing thirst and discomfort as the scorching midday sun beats viciously down on me. My focus diverts to a familiar little girl walking alone, barefoot and disheveled, along Loi Kroh Road in Chiang Mai, Thailand. As we pass, I hear faint melodious sounds escape her plump, pouting, and parched lips.

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Unsent Letters

Unsent Letters

Written with an Open Heart
Sealed with Love

I scramble to capture the appropriate words to convey my thoughts. I do not want to mislead myself or others as I write. The subject is susceptible to misunderstanding and confusion. An unrelenting inner cry begs me to remain silent - demanding to know why I dare reveal concerns better undisclosed.

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The Dancer

The Dancer

Graceful and Passionate
A Dancer Dies Twice

Monique is one of my favorite models at The Académie de la Grande Chaumière in Paris. She chooses poses from an artist's point of view - often exaggerated with an underlying tension; each has a natural quality appearing effortless. Her three-hour sessions are a unique gift that most likely stem from years of studying dance.

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