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Memoirs of a New (K)Night
Memoirs of a New (K)Night
Memoirs of a New (K)Night
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Memoirs of a New (K)Night

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Memoirs Oof That (K)night is my personal experience of being rescued from the influence of disappointed cynics and becoming a bitter cynic myself. Its an experience that taught me truth and trust in an unconventional way and showed me how to recognize the good things that God always bring into our lives if we take time to really look and evaluate something more than our pain. The experience for me showed that vulnerability is a great act of love, and without it, we can never really experience love. I realized that the most beautiful flower is the rose, but it is laced with thorns, and we learn to handle that delicate flower with care, w. We don't eliminate the thorns; to do so would take away so much of its beauty and endurance. I had a (K)night that came into my life and took a chance on loving the rose thorn, realizing that it would only be what our hands made it. I blossomed in those hands.
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Release dateOct 24, 2013
ISBN9781490713762
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    Memoirs of a New (K)Night - S. A. Cumbus

    Contents

    ~Still I rise~ Maya Angelou

    Beautiful

    Love Came Softly

    White Knight

    Dedicated to wisdom and truth

    To recovery and gratitude

    To strength and courage

    To the authenticity of love being better

    Every time around

    And To the green of growing . . . Flourishing

    And moving forwards

    ~Sac~

    You will find as you look back upon your life,

    That the moments when you really lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love . . .

    ~Henry Drummond~

    Sac

    ~Still I rise~

    Maya Angelou

    Hello again,

    Nearly thirty years ago I walked on the moon for the very first time and it was a magnificent journey into the prophecy of my center. The voyage was distinctively flavored by the personality of amazing and slightly frightening events of living. That moonwalk was the signing of my emancipation; it was the fourth of July of my life, my dream among dreams that was filled with true sky-rocketing explosions and fireworks blended with sparkles. It was so impressive it humbled me. And because of the unassuming attitude of heart that surfaced I was set free from the inner gravity that pulled relationships downward.

    This glorious statehood like a sweet elixir quenched my emotional desires like ice water awakens a dry thirsty palate. And so I dranked from this private chalice often, giving a toast to it as the greatest chapter of my entire life. I couldn’t imagine how anything could ever be better than the exquisite love lyrics that seeped into every part of me, thoroughly penetrating my fibers of being and filling me up literally with food prepared for the soul.

    Like a vine I was clinging to the best in my life with the tenacity of a bulldog. I had no idea how deep the wells of that (K) night were or the power that it had to give me a gift greater than itself. My life changed beyond my own recognition. But I have since learned that my greater days were always just ahead of me one day at a time. No matter how good each day, the greatest are always in a forward direction. But the secret is to have the wisdom to live in the present moment, embracing it, enjoying it, learning from it, falling in love with it and seeing it as the best there is because it is a very present and right now gift. Yet not getting stuck there is the hardest part, but instead, to realize there is so much more to add on to it. I forgot to remember that all of life is made of moments and

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