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		<title>Beyond The Boundary</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My last blog entry had me looking forward to helping out with the Downtown Rescue Mission again. Well, fear got in the way of that and I never went back. I don&#8217;t know if I&#8217;ll ever go back.
I was preparing to help my friend that night and, on a whim, I decided to reread the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>People Are Strange, When You&#8217;re A Stranger.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have a huge heart for people that are hurting. Sometimes, I have more empathy than I can handle. The things I&#8217;ve seen in my life have filtered my love, though. Sadly, to the point of cynicism and mistrust in some cases.
Take last night, for example. My friend signed up to serve a meal at [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.paradoxofme.com/621/people-are-strange-when-youre-a-stranger/</link>
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		<title>Attaching Slowly</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Christmas is upon us and I&#8217;m finding myself less than thrilled to get lost in the commercialism of it all. I&#8217;m actually disgusted by it. Every dumb commercial and poster begging for someone to &#8220;Buy NOW!&#8221; is starting to really get under my skin. A couple of weeks ago I started feeling like I didn&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.paradoxofme.com/619/attaching-slowly/</link>
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		<title>Thanksgiving.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I know I&#8217;ve written a lot of heavy posts this year. The reason behind that is&#8230; well&#8230; it&#8217;s been a heavy year for me. For the first time in my life, I&#8217;ve dealt with traumatic events against me &#8211; starting with when I was eight years old. It&#8217;s been a tough year but it&#8217;s been [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;Voices&#8221; In My Head</title>
		<description><![CDATA[At church this past Sunday, Scott Nickell asked us about the voices we were listening to when it comes to what we believe about ourselves. It got me thinking that it would be interesting and probably helpful/healing to see the list written out. This is completely transparent, awkward to share and I know some would [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Advocacy Mission</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For the first time in my life, this life I&#8217;ve dedicated to empathy and loving on people since 1996, I feel like I have direction. A purpose. A place where I can use the pain of my past in helping heal and/or shed light on the present and the future. My heart is pumping, as [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.paradoxofme.com/591/advocacy-mission/</link>
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		<title>Deafening Silence</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My friend posted something on her facebook page the other day, about the Oprah show that she just watched. My friend mentioned how her heart breaks for &#8220;these women.&#8221; Since I only have preschool shows on during the day, I went to Oprah&#8217;s site and got the scoop. The topic for this particular show was [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.paradoxofme.com/576/deafening-silence/</link>
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		<title>No Expectations</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have had severe writer&#8217;s block, for weeks, with this idea/post. I&#8217;m tired of it swimming around in my head. So, although it might be incomplete or disjointed, I&#8217;m publishing it now.
I had an epiphany last night. Oooo, I love those. I realized that if I would stop having expectations with other people, then they [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.paradoxofme.com/561/no-expectations/</link>
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		<title>Fragile</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Several months ago, I felt like my life existed as a foundation of concrete. Strong, heavy, sustainable concrete. Solid. A completely solid foundation on which I built a skyscraper.
Once I started realizing that betrayal, abuse and pain had never been dealt with from my adolescence, I recognized that the solid foundation of mine was more [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.paradoxofme.com/568/fragile/</link>
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		<title>Possibly Incomplete</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I wrote this on a scrap piece of paper, November 11, 2004. I decided to log it somewhere before it was lost forever. Well, and so I could finally throw it away after 5 years. Haha  
Overpasses passing by
Single raindrop caught my eye
Followed it down to the vast and endless space
Between me and the [...]]]></description>
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