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A detailed and exceedingly useful post from Hugh on the aternative to the ‘reblog’ button which, although common to most wordpress.com sites, does not appear on self hosted sites or general articles across the web.

I first came across the Press This marklet thanks to D.G. Kaye’s excellent article and it solved my biggest problems with reblogs… how do you reblog when there is no reblog button…and how to schedule a reblog for a future date.

Read on for Hugh’s step by step guide…

I stopped reblogging blog posts months ago. In fact, I wish I’d never started using the reblog button. Why? Because of the fantastic little feature WordPress call ‘Press This’. But, what is ‘Press This’, where can you find it, and how do you use it?

‘Press This’ is an alternative way to reblogging. It’s like reblogging a post, but you can do so much…

Of course, I’d love to make a living as an artist. But it takes some pressure off to just create art to make my soul grow, for heaven’s sake.

I’m getting ready for my second year in a community art show this weekend and trying not to be nervous about getting everything together. You can read about my first art show here. It will help me to remember that the show I participated in last year was ultimately a spiritual experience for me. It’s something I was meant to do since I was 10 years old and spent much of my free time drawing dogs and horses. But now, I’m mostly painting angels.

For years, I’ve heard myself say, “I’m supposed to be painting angels.” So, I’m taking more time to honor that message which could be from my mom who collected angels until she became one.

Most of my…

Close up of the Guardian Angel on reclaimed wood,  by JoAnne Silvia

I’ve been thinking about angels lately. About how the angel Gabriel appeared to Mary, a young virgin who was engaged to be married. He started out by telling her she was favored. “The Lord is with you, ” he said.

Mary was startled and confused. Who wouldn’t be?

So, Gabriel tried to comfort her before he delivered the big news:

“Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with God. You will conceive and give birth to a son, and you are to call him Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over Jacob’s descendants forever; his kingdom will never end.”   Luke 1:30-33 NIV

Can you imagine how Mary felt? How Joseph…

May the truth of your soul

rise to the surface 

through the injured layers of your past

Express itself in full adornment

on Angel’s wings

forming in the sky

And speak of love for humanity

So that we may

Recognize our oneness

Blessitude!

Lorrie ❤

9/3/17

I was so excited to see these beautiful clouds in the sky yesterday!  It looked like Angels were flying around and they were so happy to show their beauty.  Maybe it is necessary for the Angels to remind us that we are all connected.  We are all ONE.  We all share this wonderful life, incredible planet, and the air that we breathe.

May humanity recognize the truth of our existence.  In Peace, I Pray…

Lorrie ❤ 

Shackled to a 4×4 beam. Shoulders ached. 12 hours earlier, The Pharisees had returned a verdict of guilty. Guilty of not following doctrine. For daring to question ritualistic antiquited practices. Immediately, theystrapped the timber behind my neck and across my shoulders sent me off into the desert. Feet raw, and head throbbing, I approached what seemed a porthole, I could see a green valley on the other side. You could hear the bubbling sound of a stream. Just to the left of the entryway, aprominent hieroglyph was etched. “With burdens of the world, no man shall pass and enter… “.
There was no way the large timber would pass through the porthole. Digging deep, I proceeded to bang the beam against the granite walls. Skin rubbed raw, freshly burst blisters stinging from salty sweat and blood. One final thrust and I was free. Finding my balance, I…

I lift my eyes

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.

Follow this link to find some ways you can help the victims of Hurricane Harvey:

Hurricane Harvey – How You Can Help | Nicholas C. Rossis

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