HeyJaredThe American Spirit
The American Spirit is anchored in the past but invokes a vision for the future with emphasis on the present.
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- 6
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- Sep 30, 2026
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- Jul 8, 2026
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Ambiguity of Grief, Pt. 1 (opens the original)
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This is my story of grief. My identical, mirror-image twin sister, Marie, passed away twenty years ago October 4, 2006. We were nineteen. Grief is a highly personal journey, but I hope those who read my words can find a small measure of comfort. Grief is personal, yes, but we don’t have to walk the path alone. If you need to talk, find someone who will listen — someone you trust and respect.***** Shock is heavy; it weighs you down, compresses your lungs, freezes your blood. You can see but you c
A Bookdragon’s Treasure (opens the original)
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We all have a memory of when we read a book that greatly impacted our lives, that shaped and influenced us as a child or an adult. That book became the reason we fell in love with storytelling, with reading. The more we read, the more we wanted to read. Subsequently, purchasing books became a lifelong pursuit. Wherever I am, if I’ve got a good book with me, I have a place to go and be happy ~ J.K. RowlingFor me, the book that encouraged my love of reading was The Long Patrol from the Redwall Ser
Where the Bold Ones & the Quiet Ones Meet (opens the original)
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If you haven’t, I would invite you to read The Quiet Ones and The Bold Ones articles, as they come first in the series. *****Across the room beneath the gilded mirror, their eyes locked, dark and fierce, light and velvet. Where the smoke dances, sparks ignite. Reaching, searching, waiting, the Bold Ones track the Quiet Ones.Come closer, don’t look away — follow the voice, the whispering wolf awaits.Danger awakens the sleeping mob. Taste the cold, feel it on the tongue. Loud voices chase the drea
The Bold Ones (opens the original)
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Release the fire, let it eat the curtained night. Hidden beyond the twisting frame, the grasping crowd cannot hold the biting flame. Layers dissolve, revealing the truth. Bitten deep, the oath will not break.Walk the edge between the raging wild and glittering dark.Unafraid beneath the moving scene, the Bold Ones shift the balanced scales. The scorching dark has no hold; it cannot tame the fiery view. Outside the smoke and mirror, eyes watch the obsession dance and twist in the crowd. Come close
The Quiet Ones (opens the original)
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The noise is deafening. The crowd ebbs and flows like a storm-tossed sea. Cloaked beneath the flashy lights and smoke, is the silence of those watching. They emerge carefully, mindful of each step, yet willing to make a connection. A promise of acceptance brought them here. Small talk is painful, but they try. To find a place that actually fits, that doesn’t demand fake currency or bits of their soul, drives them on this quest. Would they be welcome? Could they stay true to themselves?The Quiet
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