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Pep TalkSTOP!! I tell the Selfs; / The cacophony of voices. / Mine, Yours, His, Hers;

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The Gift of the RedwoodsLori Armstrong / August 1998 / Standing tall and silent, like the Sentinel guards of the Forest,

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Short Story IdeaThey dreamed of one another when they were just little children, they just didn’t know who it would be when that dream came true. Still, they both knew it would, indeed, come true, … Some Day! They would see the various playmates, best friends, even young lovers, that crossed their path throughout their lives and they would wonder, “Is this the best friend I have always dreamed of?”. / The Best Friend of their mutual dreams was the kind that would be the one person in their lives who would be constant, grounded, and solid! This Best Friend would make them laugh at life, … and at themselves; hold them when they needed a hug; be patient with them when they weren’t quite themselves; encourage their dreams, their hopes, their prayers; be their sounding board when trying to figure out Life. But most importantly, their dream Best Friend would accept them and allow them to be the equivalent of such a Best Friend and to return -in kind- such an honor to this unknown person, … this Unknown dream come true. / Life lead them in different directions, affording them both their own individual experiences that would offer valuable lessons of Life, if they would just not let go of their dream! It wasn’t always easy, but they knew it would be worth it, they just had to Believe! So through trials and triumphs, catastrophes and celebrations, and solitude and solidarity, they became who the other one dreamed of, … who the other one needed. They became known to their Selves, obtaining a sense of clarity in who they are, what they need, what they desire, resulting in the perfect dream of a Best Friend for the other.

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