Kelly
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"Walk the Wall"
Female
39 years old
Michigan
United States
Last Login:
4/6/2008
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Kelly's Interests
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| General | Reading, Writing, Photography, Knitting | | Music | I like just about anything and the current favorites shift and change depending on my mood. My iPod is my most treasured possession edging out my camera just slightly.
iPod Stats: 2157 iyrmd, 9.4 days, 9.42 GB
| | Movies | Underworld, Beyond Borders--I am having trouble thinking of movies today! I've been on a kick of watching Buffy from beginning to end and then I'm on the 4th season of Angel so I haven't watched a lot of movies lately. I'll have to get back to you on this one. | | Television | Confession time: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Battlestar Galactica (the best drama on television), Heroes, Jericho, Lost, Grey's Anatomy | | Books | This would be an incredibly long list to do it justice, but here's a few:
Almost all of Charles de Lint
Almost all of Patricia McKillip
Almost all of Robin McKinley
Almost all of Neil Gaimen (including his fantastic Marvel 1608 comic)
All of Pema Chodron's books.
All of Thich Nhat Hanh's books I've read so far.
The Mermaid Chair by Sue Monk Kidd
He, She, and It by Marge Piercy
Eternity by Milan Kundera
I'm looking at my book case and thinking the list is overwhelming. I'm a literature major on the road to teaching literature at the college level and my book taste is as eclectic as my music. I do, however, keep track of books I've read throughout the year which you can see here.
| | Heroes | Thich Nhat Hanh, my mother |
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Kelly's Details
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| Status: | Married | | Body type: | 0' 0" | | Religion: | Other | | Zodiac Sign: | Libra | | Children: | Proud parent | | Education: | In college | |
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Kelly's Blurbs |
About me:
Feel free to visit me on my blog where you'll likely learn more about me than you want to know or I could fit in a blurb.
I believe...
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge - that myth is more potent than history. I believe that dreams are more powerful than facts - that hope always triumphs over experience - that laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death. --Robert Fulghum
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You are me and I am you.
It is obvious that we are inter-are.
You cultivate the flower in
yourself so that I will be beautiful.
I transform the garbage in myself so
that you do not have to suffer.
I support you you support me.
I am here to bring you peace
you are here to bring me joy.
- Thich Nhat Hanh
Call me by my true names
Please call me by my true names
Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow–even today I am still arriving.
Look deeply: every second I am arriving to be a bud on a Spring
branch, to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings, learning to sing
in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, to be a
jewel hiding itself in a stone.
I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry, to fear and to hope. The
rhythm of my heart is the birth and death of all that is alive.
I am a mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river. And I am the
bird that swoops down to swallow the mayfly.
I am a frog swimming happily in the clear water of a pond. And I am
the grass-snake that silently feeds itself on the frog.
I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones, my legs as thin as
bamboo sticks. And I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to
Uganda.
I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat, who throws
herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea pirate. And I am the
pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and loving.
I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my hands. And
I am the man who has to pay his “debt of blood” to my people dying
slowly in a forced-labor camp.
My joy is like Spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom all over the
Earth. My pain is like a river of tears, so vast it fills the four oceans.
Please call me by my true names, so I can hear all my cries and
laughter at once, so I can see that my joy and pain are one.
Please call me by my true names, so I can wake up and the door of my
heart could be left open, the door of compassion.
~by Thich Nhat Hanh
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Who I'd like to meet:
Pema Chodron, Thich Nhat Hanh, Charles de Lint, Milan Kundera
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