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Tag: 2016

Grasp

      if only we could grasp what flightless things these lives of men and women really are then would we see that stones…

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and Was

and Was is such a strange unfathomable I learned this morning at seven-thirty you died yesterday and Was this vacuum you left behind for me,…

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dying to dance

Everywhere around us the wilderness seems to writhe under a cacophony of competing lives. “It’s a dog eat dog world out there.” – is sometimes served…

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Eternal

I am moved by the feeling, of the thinking, of the breathing, of the now-ing knowing  .  . . feeling, that to know some little…

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Un Sound

In a recent post I mentioned being in silence, as one of the pivots I rely on to… turn on, tune in, and drop out.…

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then Came

                        then Came but words nomore                …

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Re Mediation

Loose threads united. An old saw of mine, Joseph Campbell‘s many works, which circumscribe the edge of the rational, known, and the boundary of the…

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into and

  and the sea washes us washes us clean washes us ashore washes us lost washes us found and the sea washes us into new…

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