100 Words: On Love

Kindness grows in any climate, any time of year. Kindness has the heart of a flower growing in the crack of a rock, glad to be alive wherever it is.

Suspicion and blame take root in acidic soil, and overtake a garden not tended to or weeded regularly. Fear grows in clumps, banding together for a show of strength. 

Fear is a servant of Love. Walk through fear and you’ll find Love, the Source of All.

Love wears a coat of many colors. It’s in sunshine, rain and wind.

Love breathes you, moves you.

Yes. It’s what built your heart.

 

 

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Terri Crosby

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    Marilyn Hubbard

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    Lovely! I like this idea of 100 words. Feels like poetry. Reduces to the essential.

    Hope all goes well with the move. A stressful time but leads to new adventures. Thinking of you.
    Marilyn

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you, Marilyn! I’m looking forward to my new adventures. Love to you! Terri

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    Va

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    Condensing what you want to say in a smaller no of words is more difficult I think than having gazillions of words to say it–its the core. You do it well.
    Love, Va

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      Terri Crosby

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      Reducing is such a good exercise. It’s teaching me a lot. Love you sweet, Va. Terri

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    Andrea

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    Terri, this is so beautiful and relevant given the social and political climate we are living through. Thank you! I shared it on Facebook. Love, Andrea

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you so much for sharing it, Andrea! I so appreciate that and I love that more people will be reading it, taking it to heart. love, Terri

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    Kate

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    I love this. I’m going to hang it on my wall. Thank you for sharing your writing.

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you, Kate. I’m very touched by your comment. As always. love, Terri

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    Liz

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    I enjoyed the power and clarity of this Haiku blog. Woodrow Wilson is quoted as saying, “. . . if I have an hour to speak I’m ready now. If ten minutes, I’ll need a month to prepare.” Words matter, clarity is power.
    Hugs,
    Liz

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you, Liz. So true! Thanks for chiming in. You always sound beautiful. 🤗

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    shiner

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    How lovely.
    Quite a challenge I imagine, encouraging the poet/wordsmith within.

    Thanks for these wonderful images.

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thanks, Shiner. It’s my new thing to write less! Love, Terri

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    Emily

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    Love the shorter post! It’s almost like a Haiku – I felt very peaceful reading it. Thank you!

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you, Emily, for your vote for shorter! I like it. It’s my new thing… Love, Terri

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    Jeanne Myers

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    You are brilliant even with 100 words!

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      Terri Crosby

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      Thank you, Jeanne! I deeply appreciate your encouraging words! Love, Terri

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Through Christie’s ability to imagine, his desire became music. Now she plays this song for the world with her love fingers. Lucky you, lucky me, lucky us.

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Love,

Terri

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Rise Up by Andra Day

What a great set of words for these oncoming days.

Rise Up

 
You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
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For you
For you
For you
When the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
And move mountains
Bring it to its feet
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
All we need, all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
And we will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise, oh, oh
We’ll rise
I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousand times again
And we’ll rise up
High like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Cassandra Monique Batie / Jennifer Decilveo
Rise Up lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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Rippling Abs, Anyone?

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