Come Truthing (A Poem, An Invitation, and a poke a...
Posted by Dixie Gillaspie | Mar 4, 2014 | Featured, Truths | 6 |
Come Truthing
Posted by Dixie Gillaspie | Dec 21, 2014 | Featured, Truths | 0 |
Waking Up to Grief
Posted by Dixie Gillaspie | Sep 29, 2015 | Featured | 1 |
EVOLUTIONS
The Truth About Becoming
by Dixie Gillaspie | Mar 3, 2014 | Evolutions | 0 |
Growing up is the daily uncovering of our own truths. We think we’re becoming. But really...
Love
Top RatedTouched by a Dragon
by Dixie Gillaspie | Jun 25, 2015 | Love | 0 |
We've been touched by a dragon. Now the dragon is flying free and it is time for me, and for all of us, to find wings of our own.
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Our Days with the Dragon Dog
by Dixie Gillaspie | Jun 2, 2015 | Love | 18 |
Spirit
LatestLayers of Imperfection – The Truth About Soul
by Dixie Gillaspie | Apr 21, 2014 | Spirit | 11 |
I don’t believe in evil souls. There, I’ve said it. You’re free to argue if you...
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Do You Really Feel the Way You Feel?
by Dixie Gillaspie | Mar 17, 2014 | Spirit | 0 |
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The Truth About Heroes
by Dixie Gillaspie | Mar 5, 2014 | Spirit | 0 |
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To One Whose Earthly Dance is Ending
by Dixie Gillaspie | Mar 3, 2014 | Spirit | 0 |
Touched by a Dragon
by Dixie Gillaspie | Jun 25, 2015 | Love | 0 |
We’ve been touched by a dragon. Now the dragon is flying free and it is time for me, and for all of us, to find wings of our own.
Read MoreOur Days with the Dragon Dog
by Dixie Gillaspie | Jun 2, 2015 | Love | 18 |
We know the time is coming. The time when we will have to let her spirit leave the shiny sleek black body, let the light die out of the round chocolate eyes, and let ourselves mourn her physical companionship that has meant something different to each of us, but so much to all of us.
But that time is not now. Now is the time for treasuring her.
Read MoreThe Truth About Desire
by Dixie Gillaspie | Jan 22, 2015 | Dreams | 4 |
I do want. I don’t just want to do writing. I don’t just want to be a writer. I want my truths to be loosed as words into the universe, like crystalline snowflakes; no two the same no matter how similar the arrangement of letters seem to be. I want to know that that they’ll be savored on a tongue, or become droplets on a bare cheek. I want to feel them absorbed into the waters of the world to reemerge reimagined by readers who will make of them their own truth.
Read MoreThe Truth About Writing
by Dixie Gillaspie | Aug 24, 2014 | Dreams | 1 |
Writing. Wrestling the muse. Pinning the genius like a moth to a corkboard. Delving, and...
Read MoreWho’s to Bless and Who’s to Blame?
by Dixie Gillaspie | May 28, 2014 | World | 2 |
“You can blame others for their actions. But you cannot blame your actions on...
Read MoreWho’s Being Protected Here?
by Dixie Gillaspie | Apr 27, 2014 | World | 0 |
The article began “So this happened: Someone called the cops on a teenager for giving away...
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