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About theminstrelscitadel

In search of courageous souls who aren't afraid to dig a little deeper and have a conversation about all manner of things. Rant, rave, debate, discuss... let's do it!

Remade

Posted on October 17, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

“Remade”                                 June 12, 1984 Take a look at me with the bats in my backyard and the spider webs on my wings, I am … Continue reading →

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This Moment is

Posted on October 13, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

The water is vast and glistening and unfathomably deep; the wind is high and strong and cleansing; the earth below my feet is alive and vital and teeming with Grace; and the stars are my blinking, twinkling unfinished dream. This … Continue reading →

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The Absence Of Nectar

Posted on October 5, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

When the storm clouds roll in, whip the sea into a frenzy I will know it from my perch up on the mountain. The hummingbird is tossed by currents smaller than the wingspan of solitude, slower than the heartbeat of … Continue reading →

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glimpse the Light

Posted on October 5, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

I would surrender my laughter and lay bare my heart on the stone for you, if only you would let me glimpse the Light beyond the sun, and give me one glorious moment just to swim in the Love that … Continue reading →

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Bruised

Posted on October 4, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

Our hearts are such tender vessels, aware of what feeds, withers and morphs it into a swelling sea to marvel at, to puzzle over, to praise. When the blue sky is magnificently bruised by Autumn winds hastened by the chill … Continue reading →

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One way forward…

Posted on September 29, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

http://www.boulderweekly.com/article-11683-a-more-egalitarian-economy.html

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Step Up and Speak Out

Posted on September 15, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

If we’re not talking about it with each other then what hope does the world have? Rape is not acceptable, under any circumstances, any where in the world. I’m sick of everyone avoiding the issue because it’s “upsetting”. What’s upsetting … Continue reading →

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Pathfinding

Posted on September 15, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

There is no road map for this terrain, no compass that could offer up a clue. You attempt it with your leather bound books, the oral traditions that became the foundation of our demise. And if The Book had never … Continue reading →

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At Home

Posted on September 11, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

Gentle breath, an infant’s breath, soft and rhythmic, no yearning because all one’s needs are met. The cradle, like the arms of Mother; the cottony soft blanket as tender against the skin as Father’s breath. Hope. Promise. It didn’t turn … Continue reading →

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Eyes Closed and Beautiful

Posted on September 11, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

Harp strings and fog horns, bass grooves, flute flight sun dropping light, tree leaves casting shadow, life so full you want to cry. Nothing more than love, than whispers, than trees turning colors as a last bow to life-giving Light … Continue reading →

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