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It is Jan 2, 2022. The second day of a new year. Another “new” year but somehow it looks suspiciously like last year. The second day after two full years of Covid, political, social, economic, planetary, … well, shall we just say chaos? No, I think polarity bests chaos.
Polarity, the blue revolving “nonresponding circle” on the computer, unsettles my nightly meditation. Holding my gratitude rock, I face each direction, and give thanks to each direction and its elements.
**my apologies for a double post. My site crashed and had to be restored. Posting the entry from 5/28/16.
I set out on my lake walk. My intent to send gentle feathers to a dear friend after…..
Mother’s Day. So many whisper’s tease my heart. With stubborn persistence one whisper prevailed. Which mother do I celebrate? The mother I knew growing up? Alternatively, do I celebrate the mother I’ve come to know since her death nineteen years ago? There are very…..
On this Valentine’s Day, Heart Day, I walked among the trees, beside the white capped lake and laughed as my little dog’s ears looked like wings. Victoria Erickson’s words came to my mind. Like the cold, the words, “Soulmates…make you feel the most. … [They]…..
For one who cannot see to drive in the dark, the depth of darkness held my breath as strong as my hands held the steering wheel. My eyes trying desperately to scan the roadside for deer, elk, gazelles, bear, and yes, the road itself……
Some days you just stand in absolute awe as a mountain becomes a cloud and a cloud becomes a mountain. Some days you just stand in absolute awe wondering what else could happen?????! Some days you realize the awe is the same. It…..
Nope, no one ever said the path came with GPS, exit signs, or even points of interest markers. Sometimes you can’t even see the trees for the forest. The reverse is likewise true. Maybe that is why so many wisdom teachings coax us back to…..
A short drive just to see the mesa and mountains. A gray horse enjoying the sunshine and grasses. As I took his picture I thought I had met him before. It was a road I had not traveled, so where, my friend did we…..
Some journeys are such that novels and movies are made to chronicle the triumph. Most people will never know our journeys nor the courage and heart required. The strength required is not diminished by those in novels or displayed on the cinema. Those making the invisible journeys…..
Sometimes the simplicity of of small things leaves me breathless. That I would be graced to see beauty in something so easily unnoticed leaves me in awe. It reminds me of you Mama. No need for the dazzling display of sunrise or heroic…..
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