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            <title>Training wheels</title>
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            <description>I walk a thin line between anxiety and laughter in large groups. I thought I could resign myself to this as part of this season. But then I went to church.This isn't my church. It's just a pretty one.It was one of those messages that you feel is written just for you. You slowly creep down in your seat to avoid the pastor's gaze, which you're sure is going to settle on you any minute now. And fill up your whole paper with notes.I'm ruminating on this while I put training wheels on my daughter's bike. First of all, you've got to get the assembly right or they won't work well - or even worse, might be dangerous. I installed one training wheel upside down, for instance. That is NOT going to work! I bloodied a few knuckles during the process. And then the bike is done, and I watch Amy ride and ...</description>
            <author>Turquoise Gates</author>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2011 20:17:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Best of Our Blogs: March 18, 2011</title>
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            <description>I have been reading a book called The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have by Mark Nepo. It is basically daily reflections on life written in a way that is so heartbreakingly honest and beautiful that it reads like poetry.
I am a bit behind on my daily reading so I am only on, &amp;#8220;February 19: Instead of Breaking.&amp;#8221; But the daily awakening was so moving that I thought I&amp;#8217;d share a snippet with you here:
&amp;#8220;Instead of breaking the bone of our stubbornness, we can nourish the marrow of our feeling unheard. Instead of breaking the bone of our fear, we can cleanse the blood of our feeling unsafe. Instead of counting the scars from being hurt in the world, we can find and re-kiss the very spot in our soul where we began to withhold o...</description>
            <author>World of Psychology</author>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2011 11:22:28 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>What the silence speaks</title>
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            <description>I'm going to put this in writing. Because I trust that someone out there has felt this way, needs to read this, needs to hear that someone else is in the same lonely place. Because writing it somehow brings the breath back into lungs spasming and the light back into eyes behind those squeezed-tight eyelids. Because I know somewhere someone else is crying out for help from Jesus as they put brick upon brick, slap mortar, build build build walls and hope they're invisible walls, walls nobody can see and will keep you safe in here forever. Because, if you read that I am right here, where you are feeling all alone,&amp;nbsp;then you will know the truth - you who are like me, and not alone - and the truth will set you free. (John 8:32)Don’t let your bones turn to stoneCause you’re feeling so al...</description>
            <author>Turquoise Gates</author>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 06:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The voice in the wind</title>
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            <description>I stand alone with arms outstretched in the summer field on the prairie, watching the storm roll in. I am pelted with the rain drops driven before the wind. The grass bends over in submission to it. Stand, or run?In joy and in pain, I hear the bittersweet strains of the symphony of life, and I bend my head and close my eyes and keep on clinging to the hand of the One who guides me. Tears fall on my feet sometimes. Sometimes I am laughing.Always, in the wind, I hear another voice, the voice that calls me to doubt, to fear, to flee, to protect myself, to shut down and to give up. But even when He isn't speaking, there is always the warmth of that hand gripping mine, the presence of the Holy Spirit, the comfort that says there is nothing on earth I have ever to fear again.Bring me joy, bring ...</description>
            <author>Turquoise Gates</author>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2010 20:36:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The last best day</title>
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            <description>Have you ever experienced the sharp intake of breath as you revel in a moment of pure joy and beauty...and fall like a roller-coaster car over the precipice of anxiety as you wonder if this will last? Anything can be a last, after all. Children grow and change. Bad things happen. People grow apart. Distance separates.It comes to me like a thief in the night, unexpected. I wonder if it's always lurking there, this silent thief of joy, the heaviness of temporariness that robs me of moments I intended to savor. The last night with Amelia in the hospital. She was awake until 1 a.m. The previous late nights in the hospital were excruciating, because I didn't know how many more late nights stretched before me. But the last night...it was different. It was pure sweetness. Amelia's husky little be...</description>
            <author>Turquoise Gates</author>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2010 12:17:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Radio Interview</title>
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            <description>I was invited into the local BBC Radio station yesterday, for a half hour interview on what motivated me to get involved with campaigning. Apparently they were looking for 'inspirational' people and I ticked all the right boxes! That's got to be one of the best compliments I have had in my life :)Of course if meant taking half a day off work, and all the nerves that go with it, but I figured it would be a good experience that would help build my confidence, plus I really did think I had a story that should be told.I actually really enjoyed it. Justin Leigh did the interview (stepping in for the usual presenter - Justin is the one you usually see on Spotlight tv). He was incredibly nice, and made me feel at ease straight away - obviously a very skilled presenter.If you ever get the chance t...</description>
            <author>Frankie Speaking Frankly</author>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2010 11:27:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>What time I am afraid</title>
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            <description>, I will trust in Thee; In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do unto me. Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee. For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living? (from Psalm 56, KJV)I received a call from the neurologist today. Amelia has been formally diagnosed with Acute Disseminated Encephalomyelitis (ADEM), a form of leukodystrophy. She may also have Vanishing White Matter Disease (VWM), another much more severe form of leukodystrophy. The diagnosis of this, or exclusion of it as a potential diagnosis, will be made over time after one or more additional MRIs have been taken. I think it is reasonable that all of you who ...</description>
            <author>Turquoise Gates</author>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:08:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Death Looms.</title>
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            <description>Last night, I was so afraid.He didn't answer the phone.I called and called.He'd gone to bed early.He never answered.I was so fucking scared.People have been threatening us.He might have overdosed.I kept thinking that he was hurt, dead, lost to me forever.I called his mother and she went over there.He was mad.MAD.As if he can't understand that people love him. (Source: Heroin Addiction Codependence)</description>
            <author>Heroin Addiction Codependence</author>
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