After studying dance in Europe, Julie returned to the United States and graduated from Creighton University. With a desire to expand her knowledge of the arts and spirituality, she graduated from St. John’s University in Collegeville with a Masters in Theology and Liturgical Studies. Over the past twenty years, she has taught high school and college courses, and facilitated workshops on the healing arts while occasionally writing for academic periodicals. Her quest to acknowledge world religions and the desire to expose the similarities of love and peaceful living, led her to travel, live, and study with shaman practitioners, herbal healers, Native American medicine women, Buddhist priests and other earth-based spiritual teachers. Through these experiences and experiences with global metaphysical teachings, she learned to honor the eternal Source of love in all people. Besides writing fiction, Julie is co-creating a Space of Love through advocacy for Kin Domains.
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posted by Julie A Carda | 9:39 PM
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Love is fragile?
Would it represent the fragility of her stance, perhaps? After all, she's essentially misrepresenting herself and it will all go away at midnight.
But my 9-year-old has a much different theory: "Because it went with her dress! Duh, Mom!" lol
At the time of the original story, glass was a rarity that only the wealthy or extremely special could afford.
Like the 9 year old's answer. Life should be so easy as to be a set of 'duhs'. LOL
The man had a foot fetish?
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