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“There is silence, only the pitter-patter of rain hitting the skylight above my bed. Do I roll over and fall back asleep or get up? This is always the dilemma. Long ago I lived for such rainy days, when I would make myself a cup of cocoa, climb back into bed, snuggle under the comforter, and just listem to the storm outside. Perhaps I would benefit from doing the same today. Recently, when I sought council from a minister friends, she affirmed my conclusion that I was stuck. "You're in the dessert," she said, "and you're parched, but not dried out." As she talked, I pictured myself sitting on a stump in the middle of a vast wasteland, surrounded by nothing save miles of adobe-colored, hardened soil, with no escape route insight. "You've got not alternative but to simply sit still and listen. In time you'll hear the answers.”

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A Year by the Sea: Thoughts of an Unfinished Woman

This book is a collection of personal essays and musings that delve into the complexities of life, love, and personal growth. The author shares her experiences and insights, offering readers a glimpse into the transformative power of self-discovery and the beauty of embracing life's uncertainties. more

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Joan Anderson

Joan Anderson, born on October 25, 1944, is an individual whose identity and profession remain unclear. more

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