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		<title>Valhalla</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Years have passed
Fighting my truth
Wet with frustration
Wrought in isolation
Internally
Wearing a mask of smiles
Praying to you
My dreams
Pouring out
My every thought
Dripping with hope
Needing so wholly to believe
What I knew to be true
Many times
Picking the lock
To someone else’s dream
Craving
For that shoe to fit me
So many broken skeleton keys
Lay before my bare feet
The fight is over
Dawn breaking
The Gods gift [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=204</link>
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		<title>Pinpoints of Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A guilty soul
A stained Spirit
Salty tears
I don&#8217;t fear it
Soiled dress
Invisible strength
Eat the mud
I go to great lengths
Walled in
Caved in
Everyone&#8217;s in
Let&#8217;s go in
Troubled Ego
Trapped heart
Scattered thoughts
Don&#8217;t even start
Come and go
With great ease
In and out
Whenever you please
Frame my life
Put it in a box
Thirteen keys 
For seven locks
Scented air
Fragrant rose
Painted fingers
Redeem your foes
Much nature
A lot alone
A solid whisper
Just the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=202</link>
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		<title>God Grew Up in the Desert.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is a poem that I wrote after a very intensely healing experience in Joshua Tree&#8230;2007
 
Somewhere bound 
Some unspoken intention
Under stars or wrapped up in them
Clearing the skies as they follow me
As the miles go on
I am slipping farther into a dream
And I don&#8217;t want to wake up
This time I won&#8217;t. I know I won&#8217;t.
 
I haven&#8217;t seen a road [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=199</link>
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		<title>Homework</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The true meaning of home work might be tending to the shit within.. the stuff that stays on the back burner haunting your every move while you try to stay bright moving through the day while the shit is simmering back there steaming up your focus.  she said to write&#8230;write for ten minutes without [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=197</link>
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		<title>the hierophant</title>
		<description><![CDATA[i am Africa
i am the novel darkness
which covers bone
shades the face.
i am the dark pillar
of creative mystery
which supports the feather wieght immensity
of all potential.
 
from strong legs
and steadfast ways
i carry myself
as mother,
i am child.
 
the stream is cold and the perils&#8230;
the perils.
it is for me that i cross.
it is for the child i carry
it is for the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=193</link>
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		<title>My First Song</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Lately I&#8217;ve been wanting to write songs.. and sing them. Feelings of inadequacy try to keep me from this task as I have never in my life written a song&#8230; but stepping aside and trusting I flow.  and I want to share what came to me this morning which i have been singing ever since:
&#8220;Waking [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=178</link>
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		<title>Visions of Daffodils</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
The first night at the Nine Muses Ranch, I received a message from an ancestor.  I was asleep in the Yurt, and he took me into the future to show me drifts of Daffodils planted around the outside of the Yurt.  It was beautiful.  And he told me that Daffodils should be [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=177</link>
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		<title>Dear Dreamers</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There have been some dreaming about a webspace that we can all share.  I am offering up my blog to all of you&#8230; as you sign up I will add you on and share command of this site trusting that you will keep it safe.  I have used it as a personal outlet for my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=175</link>
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		<title>Cucumber Eyes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I sit within myself as I can do nothing else and watch others provide beautiful examples of what it means to live full, truthful, adventurously  and most of all courageously.   Most would say I provide the same insight&#8230; but if I am not always searching to strengthen and grow I think myself dead, or [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=174</link>
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		<title>and the spirit steps aside&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The brief tour of camaraderie, community and magic still lingers around me while I am firmly distant and calculating.  I am purposeful in my appreciation of freedom and yet excited to be bound to school, to my dream.  What was once a strong smell of spirit around me that felt like smoke from incense pulling [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://privatenook.com/?p=173</link>
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