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A case that began in January 2015 has recently resurfaced — the headlines furiously announced, “Stanford swimmer Brock Turner is a free man. Turner’s sentence of six months, has been dropped to three months, for sexually assaulting an unconscious woman behind a dumpster. Turner, who was a...
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    Perfection we can never achieve as perfectly imperfect was each of our own marked destiny. All of our days we toil beneath the sun to discover the truth the purpose the answer to our love our anguish our life. I cannot save you....
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I am a full-fledged feminist. Ta-da! I didn’t reach this point of inner conviction from any contribution from my childhood.  It was through life experience, higher education and self-learned exploration that I truly discovered the meaning of “Feminism.” My early childhood and education speak volumes...
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I found the secret garden rumi said starts where right ends ends before wrong begins. I found that garden with a paper and pen. As a child confinement to play with plastic creations merely left my imagination starving for a challenge. I had no flow...
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I spent a long time cleaning out acknowledging trying to fix my mental cracks I stood back it felt good pipes looked shiny and new My chest swelled up with a bit of pride Super ego said Hey girl you accomplished what others could only...
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Get the hell out of bed! The kids need a ride to school! You are so lazy! I mean, really — get up! Why does my husband get to sleep? Men can be so inconsiderate, right? Chucking a pillow at his lazy head was far...
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During this heart wrenching time, we are all mourning the loss of a great journalist, James Foley. I felt the urgency to say a few words. James Foley was not a journalist who created lies or promoted propaganda.  He was a man who chose to...
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I have always feared the typical salesperson.  I cringed at the thought of pushy people telling me what I need and want.  Yes, I’ll mention the worst: the car salesman. ( Insert eye-bulging, dramatic pause.) I myself was petrified of being devoured by the all-knowing,...
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“Just do it, kid. Go take care of you.” I didn’t know how; no one packed me a life tool kit.  I lunged for a life saver.  No, not the yummy orange, cherry, lemon and lime kind.  I grabbed and held tightly to the first...
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