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With Love, Denise

Dear Friends,


When it comes right down to it, you’ve got to get yourself to move, both physically and mentally if you wish to gain more knowledge about the world, your community… yourself!


No, one person, is born with this.  It is not innate to being human, and it is most certainly not a gift  that someone presents to you.  To get through this life. without exercising or training the body, mind and spirit, you are dead, numb and worthless to the people around you, people you know and care about, and to yourself.


No, one person, can expect that things will just fall into place – not when it comes right down to lessons, for they must be learned through experience, and failing, before you can say that you have become enlightened, or that you’re life is enriched. 


People need people.  To commiserate with, to converse with, to feel and share what life offers.  You need Me and I, you.  What is the legacy you were meant to leave for this world?  What can you teach a toddler, a teen, your grandfather?  Will they have learned those important lessons, if you were gone now?


Questions for yourself and questioning others; asking Why, What for, and How are what gives the human condition it’s strength, it gives us our differences compared with the other creatures we share this earth with.  We ponder such things because we can!  We learn from our mistakes, because we do!  We are organisms who Need comfort from one another and expect nothing less than that in return.  And because we exercise such rites of passage throughout our lifetime, we can choose to dismiss things that don’t fit our plans, or embrace those which do.


Thank you for all that you have shown me, and you’re welcome for the sincerity I have for you. 



                                                                                                                          Love, Denise


-dld January 19m 2011- 


ThinkingTen Words, Inc., Wednesdaygain, gift, gone

lessons come to us through the cracks in the wall


like a gift

that when you get to the last piece of wrapping

to peel back, you are satisfied

for having lived through each

awakening, ahhh

the bittersweet release to lickmypoetry

i fly learned, now

dld, aug. 16, ’10