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Sometimes, a whisper needs a touch.
So much ice the night and day before, even the most tentative three steps to take my dog outside were dangerous. My dog slid like a dolphin gliding in the water. The fog cloud nestled upon the ground and the freezing temps…..
Preparing to sit in morning meditation I watched the gentle dance of the trees and the bowed clouds mimicking the tree’s bend. And then the whisper, “Why do you look to see if there is wind? Why do you look asking to see what the morning is…..
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