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My Year of Living Experimentally: Chapter 3

Epiphanies erupt into my life more frequently now that I am four months into my experiment. Writing keeps my imagination set on “high” and ideas are flowing nicely. Living non-traditionally in my traditional mid-western, Americana town creates a wonderful opportunities to expand my thoughts. The unplanned research for this chapter has been learning to receive.
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One Day for a Jackass

One animal in the barnyard was a donkey, an angry, furious animal, always dissatisfied with its world. It brayed at food, balked at its owner’s gentle touch, and kicked at the air for no reason. The farmer, determined to calm the animal and to change its temperament gave the donkey tender care. Bites of apples, grain, a good rubdown, the donkey responded to nothing; and, continued his contrary behaviors. No matter how benevolent the farmer was, the donkey never responded with anything but loathing.
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Incubate

In the twilight of the morning, I listened for the voice of God. That hovering area between sleep and wakefulness, my mind is engaged enough to hear; but, it’s too blurry to argue. I get no great orations, no poetry or tomes of wisdom. All God can do is squeeze in one word, one single word. My Love repeats it over and again to drill through the dullness of the morning fog. Today, that word was incubate. I heard it and sleepily thought, “Yeah, that fits. Cool.” So, my Lord said it again, incubate. In. Cu. Bate.
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My Year of Living Experimentally: Ch. 2

To review for anyone who missed my original post. I am taking a year to live in an experimental manner. The short version is that I am rethinking my life and how I want to live. No options are completely off the table, except my becoming a ballerina. Since hair is an important part of my experiment, a recent change is pictured above. Lots of color went into this iteration, which I named “understated edgy.”
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My Year of Living Experimentally

I began as someone’s child and the decisions I made were filtered through very strict, demanding, and abusive parents. I married a few months prior to graduating college and my apsirations were filtered through a husband who was selfish and overbearing. When my children were born, they were my biggest priority, and even though the marriage ended, their needs did not. However, they are grown now and I am single. The decisions I make are based solely on my needs: I no longer have anyone to look after or to placate.
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Don't Throw Down Your Sword

A man clothed in leather and metal armor wielded an expertly made, shining, double-edged sword against an enemy throng. His father, the aging, but wise King, fought beside him in the midst of their skilled army. The son was their general, their acknowledged champion by both birth and ability. Though youthful, he had years of swordsmanship tactical training. He was ready.
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