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  • Chris Riddle responded to a letter in topic Magical Moments 3 days, 20 hours ago

    Kelly, I really love this, I have always felt that God always puts us where we should be and speaks to us in the language we understand. If you ask, you will receive. Even if you are surprised by the gift and answer you are given.

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  • My daughter is 37, she is my best friend and I see forever when I look and her, and my grandson. Thank you for sharing, it’s a beautiful gift!

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  • To Blossom is a journey

     Hey World

    Under a layer of soft earth, a little sprout reaches for the warmth of the sun and the brush of a soft breeze. This little sprout is here, alive and growing in this time and place. It is a miracle. A small child is born, a body filled with potential, a life filled with promise. A miracle.

    I was born a long, long time ago. My body grew as bodies do, following a timeline of normal progression. My childhood was a mix of experiences, each laying the foundation of knowledge and beliefs. As a child, I saw the world from a child’s perspective. I regarded everything around me with curiosity. Each experience, each touch, taught me something. I learned all lessons well, each making me who I am today. 

    My life has had times of growth and rest, ebbing and flowing with the seasons and the cycles of the universe. There were glorious smells of the places, the foods and the things that are anchored forever in my brain, making connections to memories and feelings. There were colors that created a feast for the eyes and sounds that played a soundtrack for my life. 

    People have come and gone in my life, each for a purpose. Each person leaving indelible marks on my soul. Places and careers have come and gone. With each new beginning, the thought, “how did I get here? I didn’t see this coming” crossed my mind. My vision and understanding increased in scope and gained depth with each change. Pets and animals have been constant companions and protectors every step of the way. They have offered unconditional love, clear communication, and boundless opportunities for impromptu adventures. 

    A perfect storm has twisted, scattered, (never lost) and bonded each experience into the exceptional blossom that is me and my life. With mindfulness, I planned a trip to sort my feelings, to understand experiences, to give myself grace, and the peace only understanding can provide. My trip included quiet and explosive times alone. Possibly sharing too much information with trusted friends and family. On the way to where I am I wrote, I took pictures and painted. Looking around my home and my brain, it is an explosion of colors and feelings. Life, just like art, is a process. You can’t hurry it along. There were moments of travel—brief trips, long hikes and times floating between trees in my hammock, swinging softly, listening to the whisper of the wind and the songs of the birds. With my dogs, of course.

    A blossom is a thing of great work, of casting off the old and accepting the new. Of honoring the past, living in the present and holding space for walking bravely into the future, as it becomes my now. I fill my life with authenticity, intentionality, and responsibility. I have claimed ownership of my body and thoughts, and in doing that I have realized safety I have never known in my life. My life is blossoming with a sense of self worth that I have never had, and the fleeting thought that I don’t need to be perfect to be loved. I have forgiven generational trauma. I turned it into fertile ground for growing. Along the way, came the realization that judging past events by the knowing of today is not good practice.

    Life is blooming everywhere around me, lifting me up, showing me the panorama of beauty that exists. This time it’s the whole vista, not just one leaf at a time. 

    Chris Riddle

    Voting starts June 19, 2025 12:00am

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  • Thank you so much for your kind words. This piece represents a turning point in my healing, when I really understood why I didn’t feel safe, ever. It wasn’t where I was, it was reclaiming my right to my feelings, the safety of control over who touches me, why and how. I’m thankful that I now know.

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  • Thank you Emmy, fear is real, and has its place. Your kind words felt great on my heart. I really appreciate the feedback

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  • TK, everyday is amazing, something to learn, people to meet, smiles to share. I hope all your days are filled with light in your soul, peace in your being, and the wonder and curiosity of a child in your mind. This is a pretty cool place, life…

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  • Marcus, this piece serves as a reminder to all who read it. Fear has a purpose. There is a time and place for fear to alert us, to say take care. Sometimes to move on through, and sometimes to turn tail and run. To know and understand your fear is to have power over it. Thank you for this beautiful message!

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  • The rhythm of this piece is captivating. Time, the tide, the ebb and flow of learning, emotion, situation. You have done a masterful thing, inspiring others to see the tides of their own life in a positive light.

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    • TK replied 2 months ago

      thank you so much for taking the time to read my lyrics. I hope you’re having an amazing day. Take care.
      TK.

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      • TK, everyday is amazing, something to learn, people to meet, smiles to share. I hope all your days are filled with light in your soul, peace in your being, and the wonder and curiosity of a child in your mind. This is a pretty cool place, life…

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  • Life doesn’t require avoiding or defeating every evil. Thank you for that. It is the very thing I needed to hear.

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  • Kelly, I love the acknowledgment that fear is potent, that it can paralyze or drive you forward. That resonates with me. I don’t mind fear when it creates an alert. You have given lovely insight into your personal growth, this is an inspiring read.

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  • Melissa, you will live on in ways you don’t know. And that is faith. You have shared yourself, be it a smile or a tear. You will be ever loved and remembered for the way you made someone feel. Over this platform you have changed me, I will forever be grateful. I too wonder about my legacy, if I have given enough, and been brave and gracious enough to give the joy of accepting another’s gift. Over the miles and time I am sharing a smile with you, and if you accept, a hug.

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  • Hey Fear, Stay in your Lane

    Hey Fear.
    I really wish you were a rational, sensible friend. I wish you would only show up when I am in danger. When the visceral reaction to your presence would be to my benefit. I do not like being frozen in mid- thought. I do not like retreating into myself, pulling the door shut and building the walls a little higher.
    I do not like the way you play with memories, unpacking the deepest of the trauma, the embarrassment, the reasons why I feel less than good enough. I do not like the way you weave those long packed away feelings into situations where they do not belong. I do not like the way you abuse my inner child. She should be dancing in the rain, she should wonder at the color of a violet, or the unique beauty of a snowflake. She should not be shaking so hard that I must revisit her trauma. Tend to her bruises or kiss away her tears.
    I have done the work; I know that I no longer have to tolerate abuse in my life. I know that I am a work in process, ever evolving and growing. I know that I do not need to be perfect in order to get respect and be loved. I do not need you reminding me of a time when a harsh word, cruel intent, or landed punch came from someone I loved. Someone who said they loved me. Someone who would beg forgiveness, even as their next attack was being formed.
    I know that I am strong. I know that I am fragile. I know that remembering can be part of healing. I know that I do not have to relive those days. I bare the scars as a survivor. I am proud of who I am, always true to myself through tears and humiliation. I have given myself permission to heal.
    Fear, I do not want to confront you in places you do not belong. I do not want you to fill my days with ghosts of shame and dread. I do not want you to cost me sleep or invade my dreams. I do not want you to steal away my ability to feel the real joy and sorrow of life. I feel nothing in the wake of avoiding the worthlessness you make me feel.
    Last of all Fear, I should always feel safe in my body. I am claiming it from you. It is mine and no one will ever force themself or their will on me ever again. No hand raised in anger, no cruel words will inflict pain. Never again will I be a tool for someone’s show of power or pleasure. I have some wrinkles, I’m not a model. I am me, and that’s a pretty amazing person to be.
    Fear, I would gladly welcome and claim you in the right places. Where walking in your company means that I am aware and careful. Where the jolt of your presence is a call to attention, to action. You are valid and have a place. Please stay in your own lane.
    36%

    Chris Riddle

    Voting is open!

    Voting ends May 9, 2025 11:59pm

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    • Chris, you are right that fear is not a rational or sensible friend. In fact, I’d even call it toxic. Like some friends only come around when they need something, fear only comes around when it wants to take our peace. You are right that there is a place for it, but as you said, it needs to stay in its own lane. Thank you for sharing your experience!

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    • I felt this so deeply & related so much as if I was reading one of my own pieces. Thank you for sharing your vulnerability yet amazing power & strength. Beautifully written 🌹☀️💕

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      • Thank you so much for your kind words. This piece represents a turning point in my healing, when I really understood why I didn’t feel safe, ever. It wasn’t where I was, it was reclaiming my right to my feelings, the safety of control over who touches me, why and how. I’m thankful that I now know.

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  • I resonate with finding your vibration, the thing, the time, and the place where you ground and become one with the Universe. It gives peace, and allows much needed rest. We can feel lighter with this exercise and the dance takes an intensity that may leave us comfortably tired. This is a beautiful piece, illustrating a personal journey. I love it!

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  • Thank you Lauren. When I was young I just wanted people to hear me. I was frequently made fun of and my feelings diminished by my mom and aunts. I didn’t know at the time that I was giving others a safe space by listening to them. It’s simply what I wanted. I was terrified of anyone that I perceived as authority. It took me years of being paralyzed when I thought I was in trouble, or needed help. It’s better now. Not all the time, I’m working on it. Also learning to be loved.

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  • Lauren,
    Thank you for your kind comments. My mother was a warrior for many things. She did all things fiercely. She loved books and words. It is a great gift. I was able to thank her in her last days. Now I’m thanking you for this space, this opportunity.

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  • Chris Riddle responded to a letter in topic Poetry 8 months ago

    Be gentle with true friends. We aren’t always on parallel paths. We intersect and diverge, not always of our own doing. Use honest discernment, as you should disregard those who treat you poorly and give grace to those who walk along side you in peace. Even if for a moment. Live in peace, love yourself
    CBRiddle

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  • Thank you! I hope to find the book hiding inside me.

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  • Harper V, you are so kind. Children are amazing, resilient and so open in their joy. They accept the situation they are in and find it’s beauty. I aspire to be child like in the way I love and the way I embrace life. Like any child I can be dark and moody. I can also dance in the rain with people watching. I hope
    that I inspire love and acceptance. Your worlds make my heart sing. My inner child needs to hear the encouragement ♥️

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    • I completely agree. Children have an innocence like no other. The beauty in them experiencing everything for the first time is truly amazing. I am happy to hear what you have to say. You are a great writer and I am excited to read more from you!

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  • Harper V, I really appreciate your kindness. It’s hard to tell the people i know my story. My mother was a warrior. She made people believe she was fine. She always had her arm around someone who needed it, she gave freely of her time and encouraged people to read, be creative and love unconditionally. All that, and she had another side for those she equated with her illness. She would never say she loved me, and said she never wanted me. During her hospice care she did say she loved me… once. My dad told me after she died that she didn’t want me. It’s really a lot, and I can’t imagine a mother in her right mind not loving her child. I choose to believe that she was just tortured by a mind that didn’t work. That she did indeed love me. I also believe there is so much strength in being vulnerable. I will admit every day that i am strong, yet fragile. I know I have had trauma, as everyone. I know that I am amazing and strong as a result. I live my life alone, I know it is because I have really tall walls. My safety is behind them. Writing helps me, and if I can help one person to reach out for love, it is good. It might be in my cards, but maybe not. I’m okay either way. Thanks for reaching out. It’s really amazing.

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    • You are so welcome, Chris. I am glad to listen to your story. I completely agree with what you have said. Your mother loved you, she was just put through things that put her in a place of not showing love since she had been hurt so many times. If you ever need anything, I am here. I know this is hard for you, but you will get through it. ♥

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  • Lauren,
    Often When I have been given something it is taken away, or isn’t what it seems. All I have now I have achieved through my own work and diligence. I do realize that we are on our own journey and yet not alone. It is a function of loving myself that I accept and give gifts that inspire the kind of confidence that comes from self discovery. A hike, a climb, anything you didn’t know you could do. Suddenly find someone yelling, I did it! That is there’s alone. It can’t be taken away. That is the coolest thing.

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