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Linda (Earth Angel) needs all the prayers you can spare

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Alison
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100 posted 01-20-2011 10:44 AM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison


Woke up thinking about you
and loving you, Linda.


xoxoxo
Alison
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101 posted 01-20-2011 11:28 AM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

I gave Telkom what for, last night when I had no Internet connection, but they didn't manage to fix it.  I still had none when I got home from work and phoned and gave Telkom more what for and they fixed it pronto.

As a result, I didn't manage to send the messages to Linda and Shannon last night, but have just done so now.  

If there are more, by 9pm (South African time) in 2.5 hours, I will send those then.  

I know Linda wouldn't have minded, but I so want her to get them every day, but she has them now and I explained why they didn't arrive last night.  

Owl
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102 posted 01-20-2011 12:21 PM       View Profile for Martie   Email Martie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Martie's Home Page   View IP for Martie

Dear Linda...I remember all the loving comments I got from you and others here at Pip, and how very much they meant to me when I was in the hospital.  Even though I didn't read them until I was home, I could feel the blessings warming me as I know you do.  Hugs!  
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103 posted 01-20-2011 03:29 PM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Sent Martie's one now.

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104 posted 01-20-2011 08:30 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Keep working on your therapy, Linda! We all believe in your resolve to improve rapidly!



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105 posted 01-21-2011 11:09 AM       View Profile for dollmaker   Email dollmaker   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for dollmaker

to my angel,
sending you my love on the wings of a dove,

take care my love.

soooooooo sorry that your sick.

get well quick.

let's dance on the milky way when u get well,

wouldn't that be swell.

i love u.

please gell well sooooooo u can write again.
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106 posted 01-22-2011 02:10 AM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Hey girl friend,

It's warmed up here enough for my fingers to type again - they have been frozen, you know.  It got down to -45 F here.  Yep.  I live in the part of Alaska where they stick all the crazy people.  

[insert crazy look frozen on my face]

It has warmed up to -16 and is supposed to be above 0 by Sunday.  We mark temperatures by above 0 or below 0.  Okay, I'll admit.  We are weather-obsessed.  Alaskans talk (complain) about the weather all the time - it's too hot, too cold, too rainy, too dry, too much lightening, too much smoke from wildland fires.  You name it - if it is a weather related issue, we will complain.

It's late and I am thinking of you.  I hope that you are keeping your spirits up and working on getting sprung from that place (oh wait - that's a reference to getting out of prison, huh - not that I am insinuating or anything .. but spring yourself already. Okay?).  I miss you here and want you back soon.  See, Linda dear, I am the baby of my family ~ and what Alison wants.  Well, Alison gets!  Would you work with me here?  Afterall, I know this thread is over a 100 posts, but you know ... it's not all about you.  What about what I want?  I want you back in the Poetry Workshop.  I want you back in PiP.  I want you happy and healthy.  It truly is all about me!

Seriously, I think of you lots and send all my positive energy your way.  I think of you at odd times ~ and I smile.  That's what you are all about in my mind.  You are pure love and bring smiles and laughter to me.  So, Holler girl, come home to PiP soon.

I love you, sister of my heart.

xxoxxoox
Alison

(PS - I wrote this in "your" color)~ aqua color, but only could pick purple because I ain't as smart as you and I don't know how to use fancy colors and fonts!
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107 posted 01-22-2011 11:02 AM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Only just managed to send last night's messages now.  Internet connection again. I will send the next lot of messages in 3 hours if there are more by then.

Giggles at Alison's message!  Linda will love it!!!

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108 posted 01-22-2011 01:47 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Linda,

Just to let you know, dear, I tried to call today when I had a quiet moment at home. I just wanted to hear that wonderful voice of yours and to let you know that "we're all talking 'bout you!" In only the best light, of course...but I sure do hope your ears are burning!

I do know one thing. He has his hands full, right now, intercepting all of these prayers!

Love, Sunshine

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109 posted 01-22-2011 03:28 PM       View Profile for Misty Lilacs   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Misty Lilacs

Good afternoon my friend ... it has finally stopped snowing here in N.E. and not supposed to snow all next week. However, the temps will be down about 0º and lower. So you don't need to guess very hard what I'm doing this week. Staying in my nice warm house.
Ron took a bad, bad fall skiing on Tuesday, 1/18 and had to be rushed to the hospital but he came home the next day and is hanging in there. A bit of a headache and lots of bumps and bruises. Honestly, it scared me to pieces.

We are seeing our grandbabies and Sat. and so looking forward to it. They are getting so big and cuter by the minute. When you're feeling better, I'll email you some pictures of them.

Dahlin', feel better and as always, you remain in my thought and prayers.
ooxx  Marti
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110 posted 01-22-2011 04:08 PM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Sent Karilea's message some time ago.  Will start with Marti's tomorrow night.

Owl
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111 posted 01-22-2011 05:13 PM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Dear Linda Lou,

Rushing in to drop a line.  I will try to call Monday.  Just got done cleaning my house.  God, I hate that chore.  Well, I hate all chores. I want to lie around and have Chippendale boys fan me.  And maybe feed me chocolate.  And maybe hold my shot glass while I sip tequila.  Now ... there's a fantssy!

I am having a big dinner party thing tonight.  Very informal. It was supposed to be Christmas dinner, but that got cancelled.  One family member's house burned down on Christmas day and my best friend's mother died on Christmas day.  So - what a year.  And you had your heart attack on Christmas eve. Man on man.  

Anyway, my present to my family and friends is a seafood dinner.  So, I have King Crab legs and prawns, wine and bread -- and my tequila (of course).  Nothing else .. but dessert.  Not sure what that is going to be yet.  I think Angel food cake in honor of my Earth Angel. With berries and whipped cream.

Yes, I know that I start sentences with "And" .. gasps!  I talk fast, you know.  Too much to say and too little time.

I love you lots and am here thinking about you.


xoxox
Alison

How about bright cherry red today?
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112 posted 01-23-2011 02:30 AM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Umm did I say tequila?  

Love you,
A
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113 posted 01-24-2011 05:18 PM       View Profile for LeeJ   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LeeJ

Dear Linda
Please know your in my thoughts and prayers..miss talking with you...hugs and sending much love and postive thoughts....Lee J.
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114 posted 01-24-2011 06:37 PM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Forgot to say I sent up to Alison's cherry red message last night.

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115 posted 01-24-2011 06:43 PM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Sent today's messages.

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116 posted 01-25-2011 01:01 AM       View Profile for The Lady   Email The Lady   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for The Lady



checking in tonight to see how our Angel is doing.
sending you love Linda!
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117 posted 01-25-2011 02:00 AM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Dear Linda,

It was a long and tiring day today.  I thought of you as I was running around taking my cat to the vet and bringing him home.  He's fine, just taking some meds.  I told him he should go and keep you company.  He is not very snuggly, but he is very protective of those he loves.  I know he'd love you right away.  How could he not?

I will try to make that promised phone call tomorrow.  Just remember that I think of you and smile - love you, girly girl.

xoxoxo
Alison

(Blue Hoo!  I miss you!)
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118 posted 01-25-2011 08:42 AM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

I dreamed of angels at war Saturday night... and the good guys won. *S* That may not be a sign of anything but the fact that you're in my thoughts... but I know your strength... and know you're not one to ever give up, no matter what obstacles are thrown in your way. *S*

Holding you in my heart, lifting you in my prayers...
Ruth

And Diana... thank you so much! I know Linda appreciates your efforts... so do we!!
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119 posted 01-25-2011 02:50 PM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Sent today's messages off.  My pleasure, thanks Ruth.

Owl
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120 posted 01-26-2011 12:47 AM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

An original story for Linda ~
Love, Alison

-

The Woman and the Wolf


Thousands of years ago, man did not own the lands in the north-country and map makers did not delineate that land with pretty colors.  Thousands of years ago, people lived off the gifts of the land, and created gifts to return to the land.  Thousands of years ago, lived a man known as the sky painter.  He painted vibrant colors in the sky.  In time, he realized that the colors he painted were more beautiful and dramatic when painted on the black of night skies.  The sky painter painted vibrant colors with such passion and power that they absorbed some of his power into the colors.  The lights began to move and then dance wildly across the sky.  The colors became deeper and more brilliant.  If one listened, one could hear the crackle of their music.  Their power grew.

The lights continued growing and moving and, in time, they realized that that which has been created – can be erased.  In fear for their existence, the lights turned the sky painter into a wolf.  As a wolf, he could travel and see the beauty of his creation.  As a wolf, he would remain alone and unable to share his power with other beings.  As a wolf, he would be feared by humans and other animals.  The powerful lights deemed that the wolf would live through eternity, which allowed him to gaze upon his masterpiece of color and motion in the night sky.

The wolf did, indeed, live through the ages.  He travelled the lands that once were the home of his people.  The wolf sang under the moving lights, basking in their colors, hearing the crackle of their music.

Time moved through the air swiftly until the wolf became part of what we call ‘present day’.

On the banks of the Chalkyitsik River lived a woman in a small, sturdy and comfortable cabin with no around for hundreds of miles.  She loved her home and the independence she carved into what was once very dependent life in a congested city.  The woman had no family and no true friends.  She lived a subsistence lifestyle, gathering wood and carrying water from a creek above the river back to her cabin.  She lived on moose meat, caribou, berries and vegetables from her summer garden.  This woman no longer answered to a name or a calling – other than enjoying the natural world around her.

She loved to hike and ski the trails she created.  One winter evening, she was skiing far from her cabin and came across an unfamiliar trail.  “Where did it come from,” she quietly wondered.  Where did it lead?  She swiftly moved down the trail and listened to the sliding of skis against an icy path.  Rounding a corner, she stopped abruptly and her eyes grew wide.  There before her was a lone wolf, laying right off the trail.  He was close to starvation, each rib showing under what must have once been a lush and beautiful coat.  He was still as he stared at her.  He held her gaze with a steady gaze from amber gold eyes.  His eyes mesmerized the woman.  They almost seemed to spark as power jetted from them.

The winds swirled around the woman, softly whispering into her ear, “Please free me from this trap that has me caught.  Please release me. I will not harm you.”  The woman held the wolf’s gaze and as if hypnotized removed her skis and knelt before him.  Her fingers clumsily sprang the trap that held him captive.  The wolf seemed too weak to move, but she had no idea how to further help him.  Putting her skis back on, she looked down at him with sad eyes.  “I have done all I can for you,” she whispered in a broken voice.  She hated to leave him behind, but knew by the time she returned with a sled to help him, he would be dead.  Slowly, she began to ski from him and towards her cabin on the Chalkyitsik River.   Her heart hurt as it not hurt for years.  

Upon returning home, she entered the cabin and stoked the embers of her fire.  Her cabin quickly warmed as she heated a pot of soup.  The night was quiet and the stars were bright as she left the cabin before sleep and gazed at the sky.  The lights began to appear and danced with a joy she had not seen before.  Colors swirled and eddied above her head.  As she watched, she listened to the familiar crackle that accompanied the dance … and she heard a shuffle-dragging sound that was not familiar to her.  She stood still in the night and gazed down the trail from her cabin.  Her breath caught in the frozen air as she saw two amber gold eyes looking at her from the darkness.  Closer they came as the shuffle-dragging sound was louder.  The woman held her breath, unable to feel fear and wondering why.  

Can you imagine her surprise when the wolf appeared from the darkness?  He was a dark shadow against the white snow.  She approached him and laid a hand upon his ruff, fingers sliding into the guard hairs as she carefully guided him into her small home.

The woman laid a bed upon the floor for the wolf and poured him a pan of warmed broth.  As he drifted to sleep, she tended to his wounded foot.  She washed it, then covered it with an ointment and covered it with a clean cloth.  The wolf remained with her, content to have her bring him back to health.  They sat in silence together in the evenings, watching the lights dance in the night sky.  

She became used to her companion.  For so long, she had not allowed herself to feel friendship with others.  She realized how lonely she had become and she dreaded the day that the wolf would be healthy enough to leave.  The wolf enjoyed her quiet company and he respected her abilities to take care of herself and him.  He watched her and saw how competent and courageous she was.  

In time, the wolf did get better.  The winter days became spring days and the days were longer and sunny.  The woman began to prepare her garden and the wolf took off on long treks.  She missed him when he was gone.  He missed her.  When they were together, they were always together.  He was her companion.  He was her friend and protector.  And he was her teacher.  When with him, she found the most lush berry patches.  She fished in streams teaming with fish.  She found stands of dry wood for firewood.  

One day she gazed upon her friend, and he upon her.  Their eyes locked and she realized that she loved this wolf.  She, the woman who had loved no one, loved deeper than she had dreamed possible.  She loved more than she had loved her family.  She loved more than she had loved any man.  The love she held for the wolf was built on trust.  He loved her in the same manner.

They gazed upon the dancing sky above them one night, and the colors moved in wild gyrations.  The lights were almost blinding as they careened from the stars to the mountains.  The familiar crackle became a cacophony of notes.  The lights the sky painter had created so long ago looked down upon the woman and the wolf.  There was no longer fear that the sky painter would remove the aurora borealis from the sky – and they released him from the spell that had been placed upon him thousands of years before.

The woman stared in terror as the wolf before her became illuminated and electrified.  His coat was lit like candle wick and his eyes glowed.  His wolf form changed into a man.  Not just a man, he was the sky painter.  He was the creator of the aurora.  They shared a love, that of woman and man; and they built a life upon her compassion and courage and his creativity and wisdom.

Did they live happily ever after?  I can’t really tell you that; but, I can tell you that the last time that I saw them … they were very happy.

-

Alison
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121 posted 01-26-2011 02:01 PM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Alison, Linda will LOVE this.  I was captivated the whole way through - a wonderful story!

Owl
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122 posted 01-26-2011 03:03 PM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

Alison... I could just hug you. *S* I loved that and know Linda will, too! *S*

Owl: Big hugs, sweet lady. *S*

And Linda: We love you!
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123 posted 01-26-2011 08:48 PM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Diana,

Thank you for passing on the messages on.  I know this must make things easier for Shannon.  Thank you also for liking my little story.

xoxoxo
A

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Ruth,

I always have hugs for you.  Thank you.

xoxoxo
A
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124 posted 01-27-2011 02:07 PM       View Profile for OwlSA   Email OwlSA   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for OwlSA

Thanks Ruth and Alison.  It is a pleasure to do anything at all for Linda and/or Shannon.

Last night I sent up to my message after Alison's story.  
Owl
 
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