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		<title>Comment on Open Book by Kathy @ Making Noises</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2010/04/13/admin/open-book/comment-page-1/#comment-37</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathy @ Making Noises</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 14:56:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;There&#039;s going to be at least one more installment in my &quot;Force Fed&quot; series guys...and one of them is going to be even harder to write..about the early years, pre-foster care. Why though do I feel such shame over something I had no control over?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I think though that who we choose to expose ourselves to, so to speak, is super-critical. I say that despite the fact that my &#039;stuff&#039; is on the internet for all to read....&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There&#8217;s going to be at least one more installment in my &#8220;Force Fed&#8221; series guys&#8230;and one of them is going to be even harder to write..about the early years, pre-foster care. Why though do I feel such shame over something I had no control over?</p>
<p>I think though that who we choose to expose ourselves to, so to speak, is super-critical. I say that despite the fact that my &#8217;stuff&#8217; is on the internet for all to read&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Open Book by Cheryl</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2010/04/13/admin/open-book/comment-page-1/#comment-36</link>
		<dc:creator>Cheryl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 03:45:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;That whole concept of freedom seems so costly ...like stripping down and standing naked for all to see.  And yet the cost of staying in bondage is also costly, wearing a mask to keep hidden the true beautiful self, all in the effort of minimizing exposure and pain.  I, too would rather stay clothed, and retreat into the silent recesses of myself, yet that freedom voice lures me and will not leave me alone.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That whole concept of freedom seems so costly &#8230;like stripping down and standing naked for all to see.  And yet the cost of staying in bondage is also costly, wearing a mask to keep hidden the true beautiful self, all in the effort of minimizing exposure and pain.  I, too would rather stay clothed, and retreat into the silent recesses of myself, yet that freedom voice lures me and will not leave me alone.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Open Book by Rae</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2010/04/13/admin/open-book/comment-page-1/#comment-35</link>
		<dc:creator>Rae</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 14:04:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;This has been a constant battle for me and I think it always will be.  Thanks so much for sharing your link, I visit your website often.  I admire the courage it has taken for you to share some of your past - they are such difficult steps to take.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This has been a constant battle for me and I think it always will be.  Thanks so much for sharing your link, I visit your website often.  I admire the courage it has taken for you to share some of your past &#8211; they are such difficult steps to take.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Open Book by Kathy/Making Noises</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2010/04/13/admin/open-book/comment-page-1/#comment-34</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathy/Making Noises</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 00:17:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Hi I struggle with this a lot.  But I&#039;ve decided to take the risk, more and more.  Maybe there&#039;s less shame with more openness, I don&#039;t know, but it has been healing for me.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A link to some of my blog postings where I&#039;ve opened up:  http://www.bignoise-enterprises.com/blog/?cat=310&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi I struggle with this a lot.  But I&#8217;ve decided to take the risk, more and more.  Maybe there&#8217;s less shame with more openness, I don&#8217;t know, but it has been healing for me.</p>
<p>A link to some of my blog postings where I&#8217;ve opened up:  <a href="http://www.bignoise-enterprises.com/blog/?cat=310" rel="nofollow">http://www.bignoise-enterprises.com/blog/?cat=310</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on Go and Sin No More by Paul</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/09/10/admin/go-and-sin-no-more/comment-page-1/#comment-33</link>
		<dc:creator>Paul</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 17:24:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;For me, the &quot;GO!&quot; means let it go. Sometimes there is a fear of letting go of the past. For example, a woman who had an abortion years ago cannot forgive herself because somehow it wouldn’t be honoring the depth of her transgression. How can she allow herself to be happy when she ended a life? The reluctance to let go of the past can also mask a fear of getting on with life and facing the future. The Go! is the moving from fear and obsessive rumination to the peace.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;For me, the &quot;Sin no more&quot;-- is &quot;Try to bring about some positive change in your personality,&quot; like a previous sharer (AJ) also posted above. e.g. &quot;He who has been stealing must steal no longer but must work, do something useful with his hands, that he may have something to share with those in need. &quot;Eph 4:28
As the aforementioned verse shows, &quot;Go and Sin no more&quot; is not possible in a vacuum; it means that one must work, do something useful and seek to make amends for their sins already forgiven and take noticeable steps to show change. But,the &quot;go&quot;
means that one builds a new life with gratitude&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For me, the &#8220;GO!&#8221; means let it go. Sometimes there is a fear of letting go of the past. For example, a woman who had an abortion years ago cannot forgive herself because somehow it wouldn’t be honoring the depth of her transgression. How can she allow herself to be happy when she ended a life? The reluctance to let go of the past can also mask a fear of getting on with life and facing the future. The Go! is the moving from fear and obsessive rumination to the peace.</p>
<p>For me, the &#8220;Sin no more&#8221;&#8211; is &#8220;Try to bring about some positive change in your personality,&#8221; like a previous sharer (AJ) also posted above. e.g. &#8220;He who has been stealing must steal no longer but must work, do something useful with his hands, that he may have something to share with those in need. &#8220;Eph 4:28<br />
As the aforementioned verse shows, &#8220;Go and Sin no more&#8221; is not possible in a vacuum; it means that one must work, do something useful and seek to make amends for their sins already forgiven and take noticeable steps to show change. But,the &#8220;go&#8221;<br />
means that one builds a new life with gratitude</p>
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		<title>Comment on About Shame by Rae</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/09/16/admin/about-shame/comment-page-1/#comment-27</link>
		<dc:creator>Rae</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 19:36:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I am starting to think more about what it would be like to live life with full disclosure.  To be an open book.  To be able to imagine what it feels like to be able to not be afraid to tell anyone anything.  No repercussions, no judgments, just freedom.  I don&#039;t think you &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to have full disclosure, but we should all have the right to feel the freedom to do so.  But understanding it and being able to truly believe it are two different things.  I still have trouble believing it is possible.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am starting to think more about what it would be like to live life with full disclosure.  To be an open book.  To be able to imagine what it feels like to be able to not be afraid to tell anyone anything.  No repercussions, no judgments, just freedom.  I don&#8217;t think you <em>need</em> to have full disclosure, but we should all have the right to feel the freedom to do so.  But understanding it and being able to truly believe it are two different things.  I still have trouble believing it is possible.</p>
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		<title>Comment on About Shame by Cheryl</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/09/16/admin/about-shame/comment-page-1/#comment-26</link>
		<dc:creator>Cheryl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 13:50:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Overcoming shame...seems such a long and arduous journey.  I picture the moment perhaps as a little more than the realization that &quot;I really am a good person&quot;.  I foresee it as the moment when I am finally free to strip down naked... stand in complete security of who I am, flaws, mistakes, ugliness included... exposed, open, unafraid... seeing myself for who I truly am rather than who I have been programed to be... lifting my face toward heaven, God, and shouting, &quot;it is wonderful to be spiritual, emotional, beautiful, intelligent, sensual, sexual, incredible, ME&quot;!  And to hell with what anyone else thinks.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Overcoming shame&#8230;seems such a long and arduous journey.  I picture the moment perhaps as a little more than the realization that &#8220;I really am a good person&#8221;.  I foresee it as the moment when I am finally free to strip down naked&#8230; stand in complete security of who I am, flaws, mistakes, ugliness included&#8230; exposed, open, unafraid&#8230; seeing myself for who I truly am rather than who I have been programed to be&#8230; lifting my face toward heaven, God, and shouting, &#8220;it is wonderful to be spiritual, emotional, beautiful, intelligent, sensual, sexual, incredible, ME&#8221;!  And to hell with what anyone else thinks.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Go and Sin No More by Vivien</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/09/10/admin/go-and-sin-no-more/comment-page-1/#comment-24</link>
		<dc:creator>Vivien</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 16:15:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Hi,
For me there is more here than that.  Something so profound and liberating.  It is abundantly clear to me that this woman made deep eye contact with Jesus. Something happened.  That there was an internal shift in her thinking and in the focus point of her heart.  She saw him.  He saw her.  The simple fact that there now was NO confrontation of her behavior.  NO condemnation.  None.  Zero.
Only a love so deep resulting in a freedom to stop focusing on her &quot;behavior&quot; and on what other&#039;s think of the behavior. (Leading to comparisons and the inherent need for condemnation in that paradigm...)
HE said it, &quot;Go and sin no more.&quot;  (Must be possible then....) &quot; I know all about you.  What I love is you. &quot; His whole point was to remove her shame and replace it with his righteousness.  His life.  Having her eyes fixed on Him.  I don&#039;t see the words, I forgive you in this scripture.  His focus was on her heart, to bring her life.  So that she no longer had to live in a state of condemnation and death which are direct results of a focus on our &quot;rotten&quot; behavior and what the white washed town people think of us. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Would you venture to add, that He meant to include the woman herself in the group of those who would not condemn her in his asking the question?&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi,<br />
For me there is more here than that.  Something so profound and liberating.  It is abundantly clear to me that this woman made deep eye contact with Jesus. Something happened.  That there was an internal shift in her thinking and in the focus point of her heart.  She saw him.  He saw her.  The simple fact that there now was NO confrontation of her behavior.  NO condemnation.  None.  Zero.<br />
Only a love so deep resulting in a freedom to stop focusing on her &#8220;behavior&#8221; and on what other&#8217;s think of the behavior. (Leading to comparisons and the inherent need for condemnation in that paradigm&#8230;)<br />
HE said it, &#8220;Go and sin no more.&#8221;  (Must be possible then&#8230;.) &#8221; I know all about you.  What I love is you. &#8221; His whole point was to remove her shame and replace it with his righteousness.  His life.  Having her eyes fixed on Him.  I don&#8217;t see the words, I forgive you in this scripture.  His focus was on her heart, to bring her life.  So that she no longer had to live in a state of condemnation and death which are direct results of a focus on our &#8220;rotten&#8221; behavior and what the white washed town people think of us. </p>
<p>Would you venture to add, that He meant to include the woman herself in the group of those who would not condemn her in his asking the question?</p>
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		<title>Comment on Did I Choose Wrong by Kathy</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/09/02/admin/did-i-choose-wrong/comment-page-1/#comment-23</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 14:35:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes a choice isn&#039;t really a choice...sometimes its &quot;chosen&quot; because we have no other option...to survive, the pain is just too crushing and the risks needed to take to live again feel much much too scary.  Please don&#039;t beat yourself up over this....you may have done what you needed to to survive.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes a choice isn&#8217;t really a choice&#8230;sometimes its &#8220;chosen&#8221; because we have no other option&#8230;to survive, the pain is just too crushing and the risks needed to take to live again feel much much too scary.  Please don&#8217;t beat yourself up over this&#8230;.you may have done what you needed to to survive.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Changes by Kathy</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/08/31/admin/changes/comment-page-1/#comment-22</link>
		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 01:29:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I can identify with many of your poems.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can identify with many of your poems.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Changes by Rae</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/08/31/admin/changes/comment-page-1/#comment-21</link>
		<dc:creator>Rae</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 23:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;That first sentence is so well put and unbelievably accurate.  The second sentence, I have a strong feeling that you are very right about that as well.  I guess you have to come to that place where you realize that fear doesn&#039;t leave room for anything else like beauty, purpose, etc....  and then when the illusions start to die, it is only then that something bigger, like God, can move in and take their place.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That first sentence is so well put and unbelievably accurate.  The second sentence, I have a strong feeling that you are very right about that as well.  I guess you have to come to that place where you realize that fear doesn&#8217;t leave room for anything else like beauty, purpose, etc&#8230;.  and then when the illusions start to die, it is only then that something bigger, like God, can move in and take their place.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Changes by Cheryl</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/08/31/admin/changes/comment-page-1/#comment-20</link>
		<dc:creator>Cheryl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 20:25:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;It is a true crossroad when you realize that the agony of despair is too much to hold onto, yet the pain of risk and freedom is too much to reach out for.  Maybe this is when God has you right where he wants you, unable to move without first grasping His hand.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is a true crossroad when you realize that the agony of despair is too much to hold onto, yet the pain of risk and freedom is too much to reach out for.  Maybe this is when God has you right where he wants you, unable to move without first grasping His hand.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Painful Memories by Cal H.Henze</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/08/20/admin/painful-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-19</link>
		<dc:creator>Cal H.Henze</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 05:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;It’s rare to even find people willing to be this honest — much less those who actually do so…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It strikes me that the above is precisely the world Jesus came into to transform: A world filled with people who, while still living, have already committed suicide. A world where the living dead walk around with deep bootprints on their hearts, the unholy laughter of evil ringing in their ears and an oppressive sense of having deserved all of the above.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It’s called shame…&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The message He came to deliver? It’s simple: “I can see you, I love you and I can heal you if you’ll let Me. It’s time to bring your heart out to play in the community of all the other people I’ve already raised from the dead.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And yes, they are out there — mostly in coffee shops, pubs and living-rooms where people gather in His name. They are found where hungry hearts seek to love and be loved and where those who have given up on the rules seek to know and be known by others anyway. They hang out with the broken, the humbled and sometimes the tipsy in places where the, “Righteous,” rarely dare to tread for fear they would look anything but. They are found with the outcasts, the free thinkers, the lovers and the mystics — with the people who would rather dance before Him then seek to quantify Him.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Yes, they are difficult to spot — but can always be found by heart for, in their presence, judgment fades away. They are people who know they are absolutely perfect, holy and infinitely lovable — and see you that way too.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Rarely, they may even be found in the bricks and mortar church. But, it’s easy to spot them there — taking heavy fire as they fight to change it….&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s rare to even find people willing to be this honest — much less those who actually do so…</p>
<p>It strikes me that the above is precisely the world Jesus came into to transform: A world filled with people who, while still living, have already committed suicide. A world where the living dead walk around with deep bootprints on their hearts, the unholy laughter of evil ringing in their ears and an oppressive sense of having deserved all of the above.</p>
<p>It’s called shame…</p>
<p>The message He came to deliver? It’s simple: “I can see you, I love you and I can heal you if you’ll let Me. It’s time to bring your heart out to play in the community of all the other people I’ve already raised from the dead.”</p>
<p>And yes, they are out there — mostly in coffee shops, pubs and living-rooms where people gather in His name. They are found where hungry hearts seek to love and be loved and where those who have given up on the rules seek to know and be known by others anyway. They hang out with the broken, the humbled and sometimes the tipsy in places where the, “Righteous,” rarely dare to tread for fear they would look anything but. They are found with the outcasts, the free thinkers, the lovers and the mystics — with the people who would rather dance before Him then seek to quantify Him.</p>
<p>Yes, they are difficult to spot — but can always be found by heart for, in their presence, judgment fades away. They are people who know they are absolutely perfect, holy and infinitely lovable — and see you that way too.</p>
<p>Rarely, they may even be found in the bricks and mortar church. But, it’s easy to spot them there — taking heavy fire as they fight to change it….</p>
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		<title>Comment on Second Chances by Trusty Sidekick</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/07/11/admin/second-chances/comment-page-1/#comment-13</link>
		<dc:creator>Trusty Sidekick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 05:13:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Veritas&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A secret fast loses its power
When it&#039;s finally shared with someone,
For secrets can&#039;t stand up to truth,
As the dark can&#039;t stand up to the sun.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Your soul should not have been broken,
You have nothing for which to atone,
Controlled by your fears, for too many years
You have carried this burden alone.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It&#039;s time to step out of the shadows,
It&#039;s time for claiming your place in the light,
Far too long now for you it&#039;s been winter,
Far too long now for you it&#039;s been night.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Your chances aren&#039;t already wasted,
They&#039;re just waiting for you to arrive,
And when the day finally comes,
and you stand in the sun,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You&#039;ll be brilliant,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and strong,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and alive.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Veritas</p>
<p>A secret fast loses its power<br />
When it&#8217;s finally shared with someone,<br />
For secrets can&#8217;t stand up to truth,<br />
As the dark can&#8217;t stand up to the sun.</p>
<p>Your soul should not have been broken,<br />
You have nothing for which to atone,<br />
Controlled by your fears, for too many years<br />
You have carried this burden alone.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s time to step out of the shadows,<br />
It&#8217;s time for claiming your place in the light,<br />
Far too long now for you it&#8217;s been winter,<br />
Far too long now for you it&#8217;s been night.</p>
<p>Your chances aren&#8217;t already wasted,<br />
They&#8217;re just waiting for you to arrive,<br />
And when the day finally comes,<br />
and you stand in the sun,</p>
<p>You&#8217;ll be brilliant,</p>
<p>and strong,</p>
<p>and alive.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Introspection by Cheryl</title>
		<link>http://poemaequiaperio.com/2009/06/25/admin/introspection/comment-page-1/#comment-11</link>
		<dc:creator>Cheryl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 14:36:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I used to think that independence was a strength, because who can tolerate the needy person, after all.  And as time progresses I am forced to see how independence can in essence kill, or at the very least, minimize desire.  To walk alone in strength is to deny needing others and what they may have for us.  And so &quot;rebellious independence&quot; is the absolute necessary ingredient to &quot;self protection&quot;, and &quot;resisting any type of connection&quot;.  I just find it so curious that what I had considered a strength, you have deemed rebellious.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I used to think that independence was a strength, because who can tolerate the needy person, after all.  And as time progresses I am forced to see how independence can in essence kill, or at the very least, minimize desire.  To walk alone in strength is to deny needing others and what they may have for us.  And so &#8220;rebellious independence&#8221; is the absolute necessary ingredient to &#8220;self protection&#8221;, and &#8220;resisting any type of connection&#8221;.  I just find it so curious that what I had considered a strength, you have deemed rebellious.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Free Grace by Vivien</title>
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		<dc:creator>Vivien</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 00:07:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;yes,
I know.
He asked me to dance.  With Him.
To be free.
I&#039;m dancing.
With glee.
He is my centre, around which my dance is led.
Only he is not static, so we move everywhere.
So free.
Love Vivien.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>yes,<br />
I know.<br />
He asked me to dance.  With Him.<br />
To be free.<br />
I&#8217;m dancing.<br />
With glee.<br />
He is my centre, around which my dance is led.<br />
Only he is not static, so we move everywhere.<br />
So free.<br />
Love Vivien.</p>
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