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Month: November 2016

The Purpose of Life is to Share

The Purpose of Life is to Share

What is your life philosophy? The purpose of life is to share. And the most important thing to share is love. The purpose of the evolution of life is to ever more meaningfully share one’s love. We are all cells in the spiritual body of God. We are all unique selves, with unique perspectives. We can each contribute to God’s functioning in the most positive way possible for us individually. At our best, we express what God inherently is.

Divorce as a Turning Point

Divorce as a Turning Point

Describe a turning point in your life: My divorce was a turning point in my life. I couldn’t grow as a person in my relationship with my husband. He saw me as a fantasy in his mind and would not permit change into that vision he held of me. I came into my marriage with emotional baggage and needed to grow beyond the young woman he had met. This was not possible.

Music Gives Me Joy

Music Gives Me Joy

Describe the effects music has had on your life: It gives me joy when I am down. It sets my soul to dancing. It refreshes me and gives me peace when I fear. It can put me to sleep when I cannot sleep. It tells my story when I can’t find the words to say. It sets my feet to dancing. It can bring light to me.

The Senior Center: A Meaningful Place

The Senior Center: A Meaningful Place

Describe a place that is meaningful for you: The Senior Center is a most meaningful place for me. I’ve been coming since 2007, and it is like a home away from home. It’s also like going to school again with my class in math and its homework. The Great Course lectures are great. And I belong to the chorus, which is like being in a club after school. It keeps me and my brain and body (line dancing) young.

A Guitar with Four Strings

A Guitar with Four Strings

Usually it was an exotic ottoman, a set of new dishes or even a substantial piece of living room furniture, but not this time. This time she brought in a brown wooden guitar with 6 pegs and 4 rusty strings. I was eight and she was thirty-two. I have memories of plucking a guitar string and listening to it reverberate. I was mesmerized and hooked. My best friend Mindy was rich enough to have private guitar lessons in 1970 and…

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