stress reduction
stress reduction
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-10
Livingis my palette,my sonnet, my novel,which I can changemodify, edit,hoping that it will,in time,reflect an artist's vision.-------------------------------------------------When artists begin a crea...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-10
I am a cowardin the usual sense.I believe I could beinjured by a mugger.I believe I could geta terminal illness.I believe my planecould fall from the sky.Yet oddly and inexplicablyI am a David to the ...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-11
If by some ill chanceI found myself in hell,what would I do?Would I join the others,and spend my days stoking the flames?I think, rather,that I would searchthe vast and barren width andbreadth and dep...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-11
It is timeto circle the wagonsfor a while.I have been too longin hostile lands,pushed bymenacing winds.Like a childin its mother's arms,I need to feel againthe illusionof safety.----------------------...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-11
I wanted a small thing really.I wanted to be happy.That was my mistake,and the beginningof a terrifying,exhilarating odysseyinto the very coreof being!----------------------------------------------Why...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-11
The hour-glass spillsits grains of sand:one grain lessmemory today,one grain lessstrength tomorrow.The moving sandschange time and beingimperceptiblygrain by grain.------------------------------------...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-11
There were always green things in my life.Small wild flowers,Lilac bushes,arboretums where lovers walkedand children came to play,forests edging round a lakewhere we would go on Sundays.And loving so ...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-12
Light shimmersthrough louvers.The empty bed, rumpled,is an open wound.A yellowing newspaperlies on the floorits date blurred.Outside, gardenia windsrustle the leaveswhispering,"Come back.Come back"---...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-12
Children always tell the truth.If they don't like you,they tell you.They might like yellow,but not purple.They might like broccoli,but not string beans.Grown-ups may have to spendten years on a therap...
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by June Stepansky - 2007-03-12
When I was young,I loved my crayons:first the boxes of five,bright primary colors.Later the jumbo boxesopening me upto the wonderfulworld of color:pinks and yellowsthe colors of pretty dresses,greens ...