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Cara Glow

PO# 584527
United States
United States
Artist 🎨 Writer 🖊 Photographer facebook.com/Caras-Eye www.hubpages.com (Cara.R) www.Caraseye.com
August 9, 2018
 

Miguel de Cervantes said,

“Let us forget and forgive injuries.”

But I find myself forgiving, and remembering.
Remembering, but not to hold a grudge or wait to use the past as way to feel you’re already winning an argument.

I used it to remember why I tried my best to understand people, and forgive them.
Not only for the way I perceived them as hurting me, but also as a way to see the things about myself I don’t like.

Spend a few moments around someone who has the complete opposite moral compass you’re guided by, and admit to finding something in common.

It’s in those moments when the gateway of forgiveness swings both ways.

It might seem easier to forgive someone else before yo...

BE KIND
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August 8, 2018
 

Brain & heart

In the middle of the night
a brain and heart were contemplating,
about thoughts, feelings and things in dreams.

The brain said to the heart,

“Why do you get credit for the loving sensations...
I send to your human’s chest during all their decision making?”

The heart replied,

“Because the heart feels the love you produce best...
If it wasn’t for me...you’d be all logic and loveless...
Plus, I pump blood from me to you.”

The brain said,

“But that’s what I tell you to do.”

They argued deep into the night over who was right.
Then they came to an agreement, and everything changed.

The brain said,

“In many ways we’re one and the same...

“I’m the mind and your ...

MY SOUL CRIES OUT FOR YOU
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August 4, 2018
 

Indelible: To my dying friend

Dear Mo,

Remember when we met in high school? It’s  been a long time since we first became friends.  
Remember all our,
“Girls Only” Christmas parties, and laughing till our sides hurt?...
Of course you do...
I’ll never forget the time you were out celebrating your sister’s birthday.
If it wasn’t for you that night I would have never met my, eventual, husband.

I love you Mo, and it pains me to know you’re terminally ill.
It hurts to know how much pain you’re experiencing.
It aches to know you’re so young, and it’s not fair you might not be here in a month.

We’ve been blessed to have such beautiful, intelligent talented, and compassion ladies as friends ...

LOVE MORE
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July 31, 2018
 

I’m thankful I was born...

Everything else is a gift.

~Cara

LOVE LETTERS
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July 27, 2018
 

       

The rose fell on the floor as her hands were drained of the last remaining energy she had left,
Love was no longer in her heart, and not in her head.
It was found within the depths of her soul, an untapped source of strength...
Which grabbed a hold of her body as she moved with sublime grace.

She practiced every day, with bloodied toes, and aching body...
When her performance ended, she gave
her final bow, but when the curtains closed, she dropped that rose, and crumpled
to the ground...
And in that blissful moment, almost out of breath, chest heaving up and down...
Her hard work was not in vain, when she heard the roaring of the crowd.

~Cara

STRENGTH
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July 25, 2018
 

The Birth of a Book

I don’t want to be meme.
I don’t want to be a quote.
I want to be more than a paragraph, and more than a note.
Not as big as War and Peace, maybe quarter size of it will do.
Read me from the beginning and I’ll lead you through...
till the end we’ll meet again, you’ll want to read me twice.
Let your attention span expand, and I promise I won’t disappoint.
.

~ Cara

STARS CAN'T SHINE WITHOUT DARKNESS
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July 23, 2018
 

Joe sang,
Sweet darling take it all off,
but leave your hat on.

~Cara

SUITS PERFECTLY
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July 17, 2018
 

Closure

I fell in love with Lettrs in the spring of 2016.  
I believed with all my heart I could be helpful, and become a part of the Lettrs team.

I was searching for a bit of meaning, after cancer drained my life.

I didn’t know I was only volunteering...I thought it would become a job.

Cancer wasn’t my first illness...Depression and anxiety, it came first.

So when my sister sent me a link to Lettrs, it became my saving grace, and then it turned into a curse.

I enjoyed every minute with Lettrs, but then heartache had sank in...
Over what I thought I could achieve, and the compassion I could bring...
to the table of Lettrs, but
I am no one special...

You probably don’t remembe...

RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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July 18, 2016
Troy, United States

He wanted me to meditate in the morning on being born, in the afternoon on being middle aged and before bed, meditate on my death.

Many years earlier, I received a book from my sister and its central theme was meditation. After this book, I read many more on the topic and discovered Buddhism.

Eventually, I focused on learning Tibetan Buddhism but, quickly realized I needed a mentor and it took many years to find one.

Three years ago my search ended and my journey began. My mentor's name is Lama Zopa Borodin. I was reading an array of related books  over the past 15+ years and some were extremely complicated to understand.

Three years ago, after a few months of learning about the Dharm...

CONNECT WITH NATURE
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July 15, 2018
 

Thinking
Feeling
Wanting
Needing

Pleading
Praying

Wishing
Dreaming

Hoping
Coping

Dying
Crying

Loving

Writing...

                 Your hearts out.

~Cara

A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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February 28, 2017
 

No one chooses to be born. You arrive at your birth,and with no memory of it.

You don't get to chose whom your born to, nor the location you're born in.

However imagine, for a moment, another world in which you did choose.

You once lived another life, before this one, somewhere in the infinite universe.

A place where, we were once something different and beautiful in its own right, but dreamt of a place like Earth.

We had the ability to understand the universe once.

You knew why you chose whom to be born to, and you once knew your meaning within the universe.

The sacrifice of the choice to experience another life, meant you wouldn't recall your birth, and the next five to six year...

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
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March 22, 2017
 

Dear Women of India,

I pray for your freedom to wear what you prefer.
To travel where you wish,
and learn whatever you choose.
I pray for your freedom to speak your mind out loud, and for your independence from the oppressive crowds.
I pray for your liberation and meditate for your peace of mind, and beyond Women's Day, the women of the world will never leave you behind.

Love,
Cara

ORIGINS
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March 22, 2017
 

Today is Lynch Syndrome awareness day.

Lynch Syndrome, also know as Hereditary Non Polyposis Colorectal Cancer Syndrome, is an autosomal dominant cancer syndrome.

If one parent carries a mismatch repair gene,  first degree relatives (siblings, parents and children) have a 50% chance of having inherited the same cancer syndrome.

The cancers on the list include,
colon cancer, endometrial, stomach, ovarian, hepatobiliary, urinary, small bowel, central nervous system, pancreatic and sebaceous cancers.

I am a kidney cancer survivor and Lynch Syndrome survivor.
There are too many doctors who are uninformed about Lynch Syndrome. You need, and can be  your own advocate. There are many advoc...

NEVER GIVE UP
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March 19, 2017
 

            
           "I have enough black
                to paint the night,
                  and not enough
                     red to bleed."

~Cara R.

ZEESHAN MOMIN
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March 14, 2017
 

Boiling beneath
Calm waters

Seeping

Into deepest depths
Magma steaming

Crashing
Colliding
Making land
Close enough

Please
Take my hand

Blue in skin
Red in air
Coursing through our veins
We share

C.R.

EVERY TIME
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March 8, 2017
 

She signed out of social media, took off her mask and read a book.

C.R

THE SECRET BOOK
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February 26, 2017
 

To CHRIStopher po600866

He's poet in motion
An ebbin' and
flowin' ocean

Like Tom in Cast Away
Wilson's company
Keepin' you sane

       1:15am We got excited
          In holes of donuts
                We're flyin'

               Givin' nuts
                 To crack

              Prescription
                     for

               Prevention
                 boredom
                  attack
Keepin' it
flexible

Downward
       facing
           dogma

    Word's charms
      liken to a cobras

      Spittin' out the       
                      poisonous  
                  parts to arm ya

        But my bra
         I think
          I'll keep
            in Funky...

JEEZ LOUISE
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February 21, 2017
 

LoveLust

Lust explosion
Hormones inflamed
Rationalize it...
Writhe away...
Excuse us for
not knowing names...
Lust expended
Fate filled end
Pleasure spend
Emptiness left

Within love
Knowing you well
Attraction is equal
Bodies in motion
Given a sequel

Our skin a map
We travel well
Taking time in love,
Within lust it lacks

No instant gratification
No regrets
No wish to grant our bodies back.

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LOVE LETTERS
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February 17, 2017
 

Music

"Dig" by Incubus

"We all have a weakness    
  But some of ours are  
      easy to identify.
   Look me in the eye
And ask for forgiveness;         
  We'll make a pact to   
  never speak that word    
              again
Yes you are my friend.
So when weakness turns     
          my ego up
  I know you'll count on    
  the ME from yesterday.
    If I turn into another
  Dig me up from under    
      what is covering
   The better part of me    
        Sing this song
   Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything thing     
         else is gone."
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   When our suffering    
     turns to sickness
It's easy to be blinde...

SING ME A SONG
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February 15, 2017
 

Dear Lettrs Writers,

A year ago,  
a writer  was hypnotized...
lured into shore,
akin to a siren's cry...

...He was showered with

Welcome!"
    and
How do you do!"

"Well Penned"
"Excellent"
"We love you too"

His least favorite...

'Dually noted'

aka...we didn't read you.

He was a Featured Writer...

             just like you...

He had PenPals he'd see everyday...

then thought...

'What happened to the
"Happening Now" page?'

...Something has changed in Lettrs...
he's not sure what it is,
but it's reminiscent of a new kid in school and here comes its clique...

But those days are past...

Now...

Words

Translucency given

Plastic virtual huggin' n' kissin'

Egos ha...

Hurray for Hollywood
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February 7, 2017
 

Dear Delia, po#592010

Thank you for sending me the Social Stamp "Freedom"
It couldn't be more perfect!

It reads:

"A man loves his freedom, Exploring the world and getting out of the house when he wants to.
Now that's freedom."

A woman loves her freedom too...

Live free and ride...Vroom Vroom!

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SPEED IT UP
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February 6, 2017
 

I woke up in Lettrs land, and to my surprise was sent a gift...
a digital stamp...

one I didn't have to lick.

As I watch the steamy cloud rise above my coffee mug...

I took a gentle sip...

to savor its bittersweet morning love.

Thank You Danilo Castro po419129

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COFFEE
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January 30, 2017
 

When she realized time was never the enemy she decided to hold on.

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LOVE YOURSELF FIRST
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January 28, 2017
 

This is not a "Dear John letter" for you my love...it's my Message in a bottle...

You are my cerebral Safe Haven and I'm The Lucky one
who knows the warmth of your embrace.

The Best of Me is sure you'll come back to me soon,
and we will talk about our time apart and make new memories together.

The choice was ours, to be in love, we rose to meet it, and understood letting go wasn't forever.

If I were with you now, I'd sing to you The Last Song you sang to me...
from The Notebook of your sheet music...while you strum on your guitar...

During those dark nights, inside a cramped ship, a gentle spark will ignite in your heart and when it does...Remember it's me lighting your way home.

...

PORT CITY BIRDS
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January 26, 2017
 

When you're feeling lost and hopeless, and believe giving up is your path...

Remember your life is a novel...

cheering you on to finish it...

With all good books there is a natural ending, but
If you stop writing too soon
you'll be left with empty pages...

...a story incomplete.

Never give up on your life no matter how difficult it can be.

Keep penning your words with bravery and hope,
through all life brings your way.

The novel called 'Your Life' is precious...

more words than any words I could say.

All my love to you in Lettrs,

~Cara

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LOVELY
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January 24, 2017
 

Dear Cara Rinaldi ,

I am going to lick her neck
And her bosom clean
Like flickering for oxygen fish in the sea
Pulling her hair back like curtains on sunny evenings
Or foreskin before a good fucking.
I'm ejaculating through my imagination
I'm yet to see her
But I'm already witnessing the bodiless amalgamation
She has this skin you can meditate onto
She shows too less
That is why I want a way through
I met her three days ago
She feels she's known me for eternities
I ask her to not count
You see the dichotomy
We talk as old people and babies
Wheat grains talk to alluvial fields
I've met vibrant people such
Who will suck your parts empty and leave your soul emptier
Just in one night
The fear ha...

TRUMP, 45TH PRESIDENT
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