Category Archives: Art

I’m still here, gimme a hot min

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So yeah, I’m on lock-down like the rest of you.

But that  does not mean you get shitty poetry/whinny posts from me.

I’m cooking up some nice, spicy words that can spin possibilities.

Dreams of what’s life like post self-distance.

So much I write about is about intimacy.

What can I do to bring you into my space, spiritually?

Stay tuned.

Stay safe and healthy.

Virtual Hug

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Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin, 2/2020

Free Research Access from @ProjectMUSE

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Greg Britton @gmbritton

“To make remote instruction easier right now, @ProjectMUSE

is making access to all @JHUPress books and journals—and those of several other presses– free for the next few months. Students can access from home.”
#KeepTeaching
@insidehighered
 
@ProjectMUSE
“With many of us secluded and/or isolated, scholarly content is still within reach. Special thanks to our participating publishers for providing temporarily FREE content on the MUSE platform.”
#ReadUP – http://bit.ly/freetresource
 

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Grace: for us, for you, for me

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Assuming youthful looks
changing
fading
disappearing
while remembering
you are/I am a child of God
your/my worth as a human being
centering
on loving yourself/myself
as you/I love others
while remembering
Paradise is within.

Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin, 2/2020
Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin, 2/2020
Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin, 2/2020
Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin, 2/2020

 

Statera Fiducia

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Gravitas, Pietas, Veritas, Severitas, Virtus, Dignitas

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Happy New Year!

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It has been spectacular ride this year and this decade. I am grateful for the blessing of being alive in 2020, the beginning of the #New20s!

#HappyNewYear2020!

Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin
Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin
Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin
Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin

#CherieAnnTurpin2020 #CherieAnnTurpin

X-mas Eve Post Sleep Study Finding

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I hated the wires.

I could not find a comfortable sleeping position.

I hated the pillows.

I hated the glue and tape on my head.

I awoke aroused at the edge of morning.

I am at the edge of menopause.

I am still fertile.

I must be ovulating.

I woke up feeling that familiar flush beneath my Moroccan gown.

I am a woman in my fifties recovering from a grand mal seizure.

I am absolutely insatiable, sexually. 

I also desire something more.

I desire to feel, share, give, exchange, and receive love.

I am absolutely giddy this morning.

I guess a roadblock is finally down.

— cat, Dec 24, 2019, 6:20 AM EST

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Laughing while sleeping nude

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I don’t remember what I dreamed, but my mother said I was laughing while I slept, which means I was deep in REM sleep, a very good sign. I sleep skyclad, aka nude. I informed my neurologist that I would be nude when doing the sleep study.

When she told me there would be technologists observing me, I shrugged and told her I don’t care, which is very true. I prefer being naked while sleeping, and I’d probably fit in nicely at a nudist colony.

A poem is coming.

Dr. Cherie Ann Turpin