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Welcome to Spiritual Sisters of the Internet Cafe!
Come in. Have a warm cup of
tea in the Spiritual Inspiration Tearoom. Percolate with personal
growth in the Inner Sanctuary Growth Brew Room. Introduce yourself,
meet others and find expression in the Creativity Bakery. Contemplate
the perspectives of Spirituality in the Workplace. If something is
troubling your heart, come through the door to the Spiritual Healing
Serene Salad Room, where there is always a warm fire crackling in the
fireplace, an abundance of comfortable overstuffed chairs to rest in
and choices for healing. Visit the young and the young-at-heart crowd
in the Spiritual Parenting Playroom, the air is filled with the aroma
of fresh baked cookies, the exuberant noise of joyful laughter, fun and
play. We will look for your return as it makes the Cafe the wonderful
place it is to be......!
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Written by Jane Mullikin
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Monday, 18 January 2010 |
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At some point in our lives, most of us find our situations so perilous
that we are tempted to either take an easy out or give up. If we do
struggle to find a way out, and we are unable to find one that is
satisfactory, our own rash decisions can greatly compound our problems
and leave us with a permanent disadvantage.
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It was always in front of us |
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Written by Jane Mullikin
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Friday, 13 November 2009 |
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I am seriously working to build a garden which is sustainable:
sustainable as in self-renewing and sustainable as in fully satisfying
the human nutritional needs. Can it be done? Yes, for “The hardest
thing to see is what is in front of your eyes.” -Goethe
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WE'CAN: A Neighborhood Celebration |
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Written by Jane Mullikin
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Thursday, 10 September 2009 |
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I am ecstatic! In spirit, I am
heading for a celebration that I could never even imagine happening a
few years back when I witnessed a carload of thugs turn their car in a
circle in the middle of the street while screaming death threats at my
Latino neighbors. Never did my hopes and dreams and prayers reach such
high aspirations as to imagine a coming together of the unique cultures
on Harlan Street and Churchman Avenue in Indianapolis.
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Reclaiming a Peaceful Spirit |
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Written by Jane Mullikin
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Thursday, 20 August 2009 |
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I was not at peace: world events, our country's troubles, arguments
around me were all disturbing my peace. My garden was where I was
finding peacefulness and feeling God's closeness, but even my garden
was being disturbed by too much rain. Some of the plants were
surrendering to the endless rain and the waterlogged soil. Then, in the
middle of a restless night, the message came:
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