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My Teachers, The Trees

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I do not believe that I could be here, on earth if there were not beauty; if aspects of life were not like a cathedral with the feeling of some kind of beauty, love, truth or perhaps even god. I could not be here if I thought that what was here is all that is possible. I need to know that there is more.
Seeing light after darkness

Showing Our Brokenness

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On the deck, there are a small group of sparrows eating the birdseed that has scattered everywhere from the feeder above.  It is a fairly peaceful day after a weeklong visit from relatives. The sun is shining.  The ocean is blue.  This moment…
Perspective needed for emotional detoxification

Emotional Detoxification

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I read the an article about health recently and was struck by this paragraph: We are in a constant exchange with our environment, which is governed by the laws of osmosis. If mercury is in the fish we eat, over time we have mercury in our…

We Are Big Beings

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Last Thursday I went to my Dr’s again.  I still haven’t kicked whatever is making me ill. While in the Dr’s office, a man was there getting vitamin C intravenously.  He had cancer.  I told him that I ‘wanted to kill’ whatever was…
Enough depicted by woman underwater

Enough

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I was outside. It was night. Someone was behind me: his hands on the small of my back propelling me dangerously forward with enormous force. I was scared. I tried to decompress the uncomfortable arch in my back but the force was too great. I…