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Nichole Behling
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You are so right, +Andy Martinez The blue and orange of a Colorado mountain sunset far exceeds all else. My loyalties stay true!
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"That was a good, clean run."
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Impressive! Now, let's see him bullseye a shuriken while on a treadmill ^_^
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Day Twenty: June 27, 2014
My curse – 

These anxieties have always devoured me. Ever since I can remember, I have struggled against their grip. The unknown eats at me for some uncontrollable reason. Oh, and I have tried to control it – to squash them down and bury them in with something else. They rise. My stomach holds the tension in deep knots. It is like a black hole exists within me, and I am being pulled inside out. Unnecessary worry. It is my curse. Why care – when others couldn't care less? I remember as a child, on the night before school started, I would have this re-occurring dream about colorful falling books and a black room. It made me physically sick EVERY TIME. It was always outside of my realm of control. Truth, for the longest time I have been helpless to this. At the slightest appearance of the “expected newness” I become a mess of projections and what if’s. It cannot be healthy, and so now – I strike a war against myself – against the intolerable anxieties that have eaten away at the fire of my life. I refuse to harbor it. For this, there must be tools – meditation and mindfulness. Breath. My mind has always drifted off towards the future, in perpetual forward movement. Maybe I should practice slowing down. It goes against all my natures, but I do suppose this life is nothing if it is not pushed passed what it was created as. My evils do not define me. They simply remind me of what I am striving to become. 

 I prayed the other day for these heavy feelings to subside, for a way to deal with their pressure. 
I have a feeling that there will be a lot of opportunities to do so.  
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Day Twenty: June 25, 2014
The Story of a Man

Once upon a time, 

A long, long time ago  - 

The Lord created man and placed him on the Earth. The man was raised during dusty days; it seems his whole childhood was covered in a thin, ever present layer of soot. One that no matter how many times it was wiped away, it still lay lightly upon his life. When the man was young, he learned his worth in work. He learned his worth in the dirt, in the earth. The Lord prepared him for this. He always had a strong build: Strong Arms; Strong legs. Strong min. The Lord let him lift mountains and pull the ocean in any direction he wished. The only catch to this was that the man did not know his strength. Even more trialing, the world was at constant combat with him. As a young child, the Lord spoke with him and shared the man’s one weakness: his heart. The Lord told him that his heart was completely and irrevocably open to all the emotions of the world and the people around him. This dream-like conversation with the Lord never left him. When those in his fellowship showed him ugliness, he sought understanding. When those in his community showed him resentment, he sought compassion. When those in his family showed him hatred, he sought love. The Lord, knowing that the man was nearly ready for true love, gave him one final trial before blessing him with a wife. The man was sent to the battle grounds of good and evil.  War in general reeks of a decrepit emotion, but a war so large cannot be fathomed by the human mind. It is everywhere and always so foul and so persistent that it threatened to overpower the man.


This us not yet finished,  but has the potential to be long - should it be finished?
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I'd like to take you back like that 
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iA mi tambien! I've got "Eat Healthy" stuck in my head as a way to remind myself that I need to start getting myself back into shape.
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If you watch closely, you can see water dripping from his ball. Intense! 
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Day Twenty: June 26, 2014
A Wonder – 

I watched a bird dog, bread for hunting, look directly at a dove perched on the fence line and bark once. He barked in a low tone. Once. The bird stared back plainly. The dog turned and trotted the other direction. No sense of duty, but when the bird finally moved, it was not into the yard. I wonder what I am missing in the undertones. Is it because this is a home-like setting: fenced in yard, food bowls no loaded shot-guns?  Was there some underlying communication?
     “Bird, stay away or be retrieved.” 

I wonder how true the sense of understanding really is. . .

A bird lands in the yard, pokes around in the rocks – 
The bird dog – watches, points, holds.
He gives the bird nearly a minute to peck at the food
And then pounces – 
I am sure getting joy out of the chaotic flap of the wings and the assertion of hierarchy.
All natural 
Lines drawn in the sand
the dog gave the bird a warning bark, and then out of courtesy or understanding 
A minute to grab anything it could carry. 

At the end, the boundary remained. The dove retreated back to the tress. 

There is a give and take process between them. I know the bird will return, scouting times when there is less patrol. The dog is, after all, far more forgiving than the cat. The cat is always watching, always ready. A baby bird flapped through the trees and tumbled down to the rocks, learning to fly. Strategically, the cat was in the air before the bird even hit the ground. Contact was instant. If it wasn’t for an intervening human (me) the cat would have had lunch, and a mama bird would be on a tragic search for a missing baby. There is no understanding here, just action and reaction. 

Humans share both of these traits. Sometimes things are give and take, sometimes the person can play the role of the cat or even the bird. 
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