HeyJaredJames Ballantyne
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Soul Beckoning. (opens the original)
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As I delve.Come along. Read more
Remembering who you Truly are. (opens the original)
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On a bright cool Tuesday afternoon , in 1994, I sat in Leicester Odeon cinema, watching an animated film that had held me since the very first note, chord and voicing. I was 16 and holding in the blubbing tears throughout an animated film, set in the sahara plains of Africa. The Lion King. Decades later I would watch this many many times more with my own children as animated films seemed to never leave the TV from dawn to dusk. That original moment of 1994, came back to me yesterday - as I was w
I’m Terrified. (opens the original)
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Hey Friend, Come have a seat on this Sunday , next to me. There is something I want to tell you. I am terrified. Scared. Right now I am raging my way through every one of these words. Head is wanting to prevent my fingers from writing these. Don’t do it James. Don’t do it. You encourage others to take risks JamesThats not you. Head. I know. I get it. But this one is on me. I feel like I’m standing on the edge. Like the edge of the empty field. Which isnt empty. But is
The Empty Field (opens the original)
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I Stood.Feet on the floor. Perilous. Before me. The Empty Field. Brown. Dirty. Barren. The wheat had goneIts whispy movementA memory echo of a beautiful summer. I pined its lossFor weeks. Complaining thereWas nothing to seeAt sunset. Except clouds. Empty. Empty field. I stoodYet. Now. This moment. This evening. Tears flowed. Memory of a lost friend. Grief spilled down my cheeksNever making it into the field. Aside from remembrance. The scene was rich<br
Calm Confrontation. (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published And then, there was calm. The trees didn’t move, Clouds slowly graced my eyes. Two Canada geese flew over. A loving pair. On their way home. I noticed calm. And in the midst of terror In the midst of pain In the midst of all that went before And didn’t. Peace found me As I noticed. Her there. Resisting gravitational pull to walk Flying off the handles Anxiety paves a quickened step Head los
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