This covers many aspects of #333.. A more enlightened
Searching for an explanation of Holy Trinity , which is represented by #3
today’s date , and all kinds of red flags 🚩, were within this post.
Narcissistic, in depicting the Father Son Holy Ghost ….totally fake
news , embellished centuries ago , perpetuated in religions , that ignore
woman’s role .
Perhaps it is She who is God, Or Holy Spirit , Or Father … How many
women manage all these ? Tons ….
So I’m continuing the search , for this just doesn’t resonate .
My number …a bridge …
Blessings & Peace ☮️
12 Things to Know and Share About the Holy Trinity
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Here is where you will find information relating to Carol Chambers, author, speaker, artist and poet. Find events, signings, and read her blog.
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Childhood emotional neglect is incredibly hard for the neglected individual to identify because it’s not a memory of an event that occurred. It’s actually the lack of an event. How can one identify the lack of something when that is all they know, therefore they dont know they are lacking it? They are left with the symptoms of this but not the identity of why. It is very very common for alienated children to suffer with this type of neglect, but they unfortunately misinterpret the source of their symptoms as the “rejected” parent, when its actually the distorted parenting practices of the “alienating” parent.
When he was 40, the renowned Bohemian novelist and short story writer Franz Kafka (1883-1924), who never married and had no children, was strolling through Steglitz Park in Berlin, when he chanced upon a young girl crying her eyes out because she had lost her favorite doll. She and Kafka looked for the doll without success. Kafka told her to meet him there the next day and they would look again.
The next day, when they still had not found the doll, Kafka gave the girl a letter “written” by the doll that said, “Please do not cry. I have gone on a trip to see the world. I’m going to write to you about my adventures.”
Thus began a story that continued to the end of Kafka’s life.
When they would meet, Kafka read aloud his carefully composed letters of adventures and conversations about the beloved doll, which the girl found enchanting. Finally, Kafka read her a letter of the story that brought the doll back to Berlin, and he then gave her a doll he had purchased.
“This does not look like my doll at all,” she said. Kafka handed her another letter that explained, “My trips, they have changed me.” The girl hugged the new doll and took it home with her. A year later, Kafka died.
Many years later, the now grown-up girl found a letter tucked into an unnoticed crevice in the doll. The tiny letter, signed by Kafka, said, “Everything you love is very likely to be lost, but in the end, love will return in a different way.”
Drawing by Marlene López