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An American Girl Summer
8/11/2023 Dear Diary, I finally saw the Barbie movie this week! Mom giggled so much throughout the whole thing. She kept pointing out all the old dolls she had as a kid—she even had Allan! It was so cute to watch her enjoying herself. She really related to the mother being pushed away by the teenage daughter, which made me feel bad. She told me she always wanted a Troll doll growing up, but her mother wouldn’t get her one. I’m going to buy her a vintage one for Christmas.
By Anonymous Barbie3 years ago in Chapters
The Luminosity of Liberty: Live the Life of Positive News
Mantra for Hope: Good News Manifestation growing up I was always bullied. . . hating my life, one day, something happened. . . . flying high within a lucid dream, I experienced love. . feeling a golden flower of beauty emerging from my third eye . . . having just beaten my opponent into unconsciousness. . . helping him up and hoping he is not in pain . . . telling myself this healing mantra. . . loving myself and everyone, repeating . . . .'
By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONS 💗💗 a day ago in Poets
Foraging Appalachia’s Wild Edibles
It's that time of year again and Appalachia offers a remarkable abundance for anyone willing to learn its seasonal gifts and practice careful gathering. Across ridges, holler's, stream-side's, and meadows, edible plants, berries, roots, and fungi appear through every part of year. Knowledge is key and teaches not only what can be eaten, but also how to gather with respect so that these resources remain available far into future.
By Tim Carmichael3 days ago in Feast
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