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A difficult week with such tender luminous slivers of hope threaded between the moments. Saturday. A day for the hobbit to be in nature’s sanctuary and heal. But no, no morning walk. Waiting for workmen who promised they’d be here. …..
May the moments of my life, like the mala beads, cradled in the Sweet Hands of Life, move quietly and gently. Without clinging to the bead that has passed. Without anticipation of the bead to come. To know only the rise, fall, and texture of the…..
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