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Name: Corley
Birthday: 7/22/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: space as in the universe , space as in enviroments , installation art , woodworking , welding , taking walks in urban areas , riding my bike at night , human beings , dreams the kind one has when sleeping and yet also the kind one has when awake and even more the kind that are lifelong , mom and pop resteraunts , gas station loitering , substitute teaching , homebodying , my family , science fiction , three year olds , peaches , sitting on the roof , guessing peoples names , these are just some things that interest me I guess-not necessarily passions just fun pieces of living , I really love to come home , make a cup of tea turn on my three strategically placed lamps , get into some p.j.s and enjoy having a bedroom , i really like that a lot.
Expertise: meeting people , it's just how I roll...
Occupation: Consulting
Industry: Research
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/30/2003
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| I have returned to the schedule that has been most often in this life of mine. 6:30 , alarm sounds...snooze a couple of times, cereal , coffee and off to school. Bell rings to remind the children it is time for school. Since 1990 I have been swinging this way. And I must confess , I like the consistency My boo is in Washington D.C. frequently calling me to tell me of the embassy he is currently passing or a free museum he is going to or from. I never had any desire to visit D.C. but alas that is what lies in my spring break future! I am enjoying my new neighborhood quite a lot the end | | |
| As a backlit glow brings me a golden child with a sweet and content smile , Lori reminds me "You will always hurt you will always sting"...until you let go of everything. An earthquake , lost in a sense , a cheap defense ,my delusion , confusion , fatal attraction , nuclear reaction, fallen leaf , talk to shallow ground is fallow Your a long , long , long way from home" The wounds of childhood , of living of defeat are so complicated , they dig their own graves to bury the heart. Indications that there is something below the surface can sometimes be worn as shoulder pads or an untied shoelace , and is discernment noticing the subtleties or actually a peak more within?Is intuition worth anything without love. Can worry add anything of worth to a tired day. I need to be here and confess to notice and perceive without love is a slap to a hardened heart that forces it deeper into hardness.Fools , spectacles , slaves , kindness , cold water , blood from a broken person. I have been so critical and degrading to the life that is around me looking at evil in everything and everyone and being met with my expectations , finding evil and darkness in myself. We can mess up in everyway every look , every sigh , the way we walk or shrug. But yet we can shine and radiate and be a comfort an enounter a reminder of life and we find what we look for it when we look for it with our hearts. A stray dog can become a beloved pet , an enemy a friend , a reject an accepted one. Someone who is considered a fool my most can be seen as beautiful by one who looks for what is worthy , what is redeemable and what is beautiful. I have known both perspectives and enter into one or the other with a tension and struggle. I was driving the other day and thought , I want to be kind , full of grace and looking outward with purity of heart to see God in everything. I though of all my reasons to cling to a critical and bitter spirit and when I realized that as my heart changes toward kindness than goodness prevails and the kingdom comes it was enough to let loose my grip of pride and harshness to the reality than in any little gesture I can offer that brings more of the kingdom of rightness and perfection to this crooked and depraved generation than may I not withhold-may I be quick to look at the hearts around me and within me. I can prescribe and diagnose disorders all around me , everyday and feel more righteous for doing so with a pretense sincerity without lifting a finger to remove a burden. This is the part of my human existence that I am greiving , how I can shudder at such a reality and operate in it is so frustrating. As my heart is grieved within me today I will look for beauty in all the places I have scorned and practice a mediation that will bless and not curse.Starting with this moment and these circumstances I find myself in , bless you this day in darkness and in light. | | |
| What a whirlwind , changes occuring in every day and relationship. I lose sight of many people and lives that I love but I do not forget , especially as I have been packing and reflecting. I find pictures , notes , paintings , to-do lists , memories of people and times. And there is this drive to move on to different things that is in us all enough to let go of even the most precious times , even if unwilling at certain points. Moments of hesitation and questions but mostly wonder at how time keeps moving. Lots of unanswered questions , unchartered territory. This girl has what one calls a boyfriend for longer than a month and that is new all the time , bringing up so many questions , this girl is finishing school for the first time in 17 years , this girl is moving out on her own , alone another first. And not only that but everything around is changing flying to different places , zones mindwaves. 22 is the year , the gold year. | | |
| I am moving from Edmond on Novemeber 28th! I will have bartering tools.... 12th street will be my new neighborhood , I am very much excited about living there. Andy Malone , Tim Miller , Adam Meyers and Ryan McClellan will be my new neighbors , to name four I will be walking distance from the flea market two hungry frogs and the panderia , 3 for a dollar baby You will find me sitting on my balcony rather than the roof of Hurd you might also find me snitching mark-out coffee from Ryan and Andy as well as banging on a drum set at their house I feel excitement for the first time , in a long time-I was beginning to wonder if only kids have that certain feeling but alas it is within myself You know what this means , as many persons have relocated or are relocating to the city we will have to bring back pot-luck don't you think | | |
| I am beginning to collect art supplies to use with kids in my classroom , I will teaching some lessons this semester and full time student teaching next semester , I was kind of thinking there are a lot of people out there with tubes of paint stuffed in the closet , extra paper , glue , scissors , buttons whatever and if it is just chilling and you suspect it might remain that way for at least a half of the next decade than perhaps you could pass them on to me...thanks | | |
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