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  Excerpt from Thoughts without a Title , edited by Geri Henderson. The Forest Whispers My Name  by Yousef Belbeisi When my thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time,  I walk in the dim-lit forest, wasting precious time. I hear my name being whispered in the wind, It’s saying “You are needed here once again.” An eagle cries among the trees. Its scream shivers along my skin, Like raking claws along dead prey. These whispering voices talk of my fate. The howling wolves at midnight day, The dim light of the moon becomes my dead lights. It shines on me wherever I go. It claims my soul never leaving me alone. I raise my hands to the naked dark sky. I feel myself being lifted to far away places,  Now traveling lifetimes, Never being able to stop.  And finally, I see the face of God. ---- Paperback copies available at MSI Press webstore . Use coupon code FF25 for 25% discount. For more posts about this book, click  HERE . For more book excerpts, click  HERE . Sign up for the MSI Press LLC

  Excerpt from  Noah's New Puppy .  It is difficult for us to make excerpts from this book because each sentence has artwork. Here are a couple of excerpts we were able to make in the past along with more information about the book. Click HERE . THIS BOOK WAS AWARDED THE KOPS-FETHERLING INTERNATIONAL BOOK AWARD HONORABLE MENTION FOR CHILDREN'S PICTURE BOOKS. For more posts about this book, click  HERE . For more posts about Richard Rice, click  HERE . For more posts about Geri Henderson, click  HERE . For more posts about PTSD, click  HERE . For more posts about military families, people, and issues, click  HERE . Currently on half-price sale at www.msipress.com/shop.  Sign up for the MSI Press LLC newsletter. Follow MSI Press on  Twitter ,  Face Book , and  Instagram .   Interested in publishing with MSI Press LLC? Check out information on  how to submit a proposal . Interested in receiving a free copy of this or any MSI Press LLC book  in exchange for  reviewing  a current or

  Today's excerpt comes from Healing from Incest (Henderosn & Emerton) -  Light at the End of the Tunnel   Self-Assessment I have a real hesitancy to believe that I can gauge where I am emotionally with more accuracy than in the past. Still, I thought it might be useful to try to explain what the headspace of a 60-something is like after years of therapeutic work and figuring out how to live and how to have faith. I’ve been able to live a number of years where dealing with one issue or another from the past does not have to be a priority every day. At the same time, I realize that a “Gold Star” is not going to be awarded for having achieved perfection in all areas or having resolved all issues. I also know it is dangerous to think that I will not have to deal with anything troubling again. I understand that were I to continue in intense therapy, the things I could or perhaps should deal with would be never-ending, but I suspect that almost anyone, whatever the past experiences

   Excerpt from Thoughts without a Title (Henderson, editor) --  The Tale of Fuzz  Betty Lou Leaver Once upon a time in the wooded mountains of California, not all that far from the ocean but far enough not to know that it existed, there was born a little kitten. He had beautiful markings but never knew because he had no family to admire him. His hair was long and curly, and he had a very bushy tail. He looked like a ball of fuzz, but he did not know because he had no family to tell him.  One day, when he was only a few weeks old and alone except for the remains of his mother, who had become a meal for a hungry coyote, he ventured forth in search of safer lands and in search of food and water for he was, indeed, hungry and thirsty.  Before very long, he reached a river in the woods, a deep, cool river, and he drank from it thirstily. Near the river, he saw a quaint little cabin, and through the window he saw two children looking at a box that showed stories. The girl was

  Excerpt from Staying Safe While Sheltering in Place (Schnuelle, Adams, & Henderson) Introduction (by Hendereson) My eyes blinked open suddenly and I was immediately filled with dread, even terror! Now wide awake and worried, I envisioned a stay-at-home order being issued when I was a child. How would I have survived? I was immediately filled with fear as I imagined what it might have been like to be unable to escape the abuses of my father. Of course, my next thought was for all the children, women, girlfriends, or anyone else who might now be stuck at home with a person who is dangerous, someone who instills fear in their victims day and night. What is happening to these children? What is happening to whole families who are in lock-down with someone who can, has, and probably will hurt them, possibly fatally? I started talking to people, starting with my sisters. The thought of it was so awful they couldn’t really discuss it, but one of them, who has worked for years in Soc

  Christmas in Nebraska, 2022   …also known as “fly-over country.” I have lived, most recently, in Germany and that is the starting point for my Christmas journey each year to Nebraska. If you want to find the real “spirit of Christmas,” remaining in Germany would be self-evident. For many weeks ahead, each town, each city, opens the town square every weekend for Christmas markets. More than anything, it’s a chance for local artisans to fill the charming booths with their wares and for the church and secular choirs to provide music. People wander around, sipping on Glühwein, munching on cookies, greeting each other, and adding to an overall atmosphere of gemütlichkeit —conviviality, comfort, and friendliness that is almost impossible to replicate in any other setting. My work as a professor means that I must finish my work before I leave for Nebraska, missing some of the biggest, busiest, most beautiful markets.   I’ve spent Christmas in many places: once in the Hagia Sophia of Istanb

  Excerpt from Noah's New Puppy .  One day the father had to leave Noah and his mother.   THIS BOOK WAS AWARDED THE KOPS-FETHERLING INTERNATIONAL BOOK AWARD HONORABLE MENTION FOR CHILDREN'S PICTURE BOOKS. For more posts about this book, click  HERE . For more posts about Richard Rice, click HERE . For more posts about Geri Henderson, click HERE . For more posts about PTSD, click HERE . For more posts about military families, people, and issues, click HERE . Currently on half-price sale at www.msipress.com/shop.  Sign up for the MSI Press LLC newsletter Follow MSI Press on  Twitter ,  Face Book , and  Instagram .

  Excerpt from Healing from Incest : Lies and Secrets When I think about the lies my father told and all the unsaid thoughts and fears that were part of the air we breathed at our house, I remember a particularly frightening time when the truth was almost brought into the open many, many years before that session in Seanne’s office.   Mother and Father had come for my college graduation—a ceremony I had attempted to forego, perhaps to avoid having them come. But that same weekend my cousin had planned his wedding to coincide with the gathering of the families and friends for our combined graduations. I was involved in the wedding preparations, and Mother decided to ride along with me to a nearby city for the rehearsal. The truth was, she had an agenda that I couldn't have imagined. If I’d had any idea of her intention, I'd have been even more frightened and much more uncomfortable.   I sometimes had nightmares about Mother dying and me being forced to marry my fathe