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The Mystery of Life and Death
The mystery of life and death, being in the present moment, seems, at times, so profound. I am writing, high from a couple of cups of red wine, using the energy from the battery bank a friend set up...
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What is This Life?!?
What is this life? Having fallen asleep in my chair, I wake up at 2 a.m. and go to my bed. After an hour of not being able to sleep, I get up and make coffee and toast leftover biscuits. I decide to...
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The Everpresent Unknown/the Void
The Unknown, the Void, is ever present. I listen. All is quiet as this new day dawns. What this day brings, I do not know. I do know that Spring is coming, for the little fig tree I bring in every...
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The Goal of Being Happy
Being happy was all that I ever wished to be. As a child, I was happiest when hanging out with our dogs, or tagging along with my dad out on the ranch. I was in a learning mode, although I was not...
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Being Retired
Being retired must be different for everyone. Some plan for it, and some do not. I did not. I knew only that I could not keep doing what I had been doing for years: being at the beck and call of an...
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Doing the Laundry
Today is January 20, 2017, and at this moment, in Washington, D.C., Donald Trump is being sworn in as the 45th President of the USA. I need to do my laundry in town, since it is damp and foggy outside...
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September 23, 2017
I hear the voices of little children in my head, screaming with terror, “Mommy, Mommy, what is happening?” I see the little white, well-fed girl and boy looking up at their mother’s face for...
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Learning Discernment
Discernment eludes me, over and over, as I keep subjecting myself to opportunities to determine if whether or not I should believe the words of others. Once again someone appeared on my doorstep with...
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To Be More Like a Tree
Sunlight filters through the leaves of the trees surrounding this uninhabited cabin in which I sit. Looking out of the screen door that opens onto a porch, the different shades of green of leaves and...
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The Washout
A heavy rain falls. The phone line is unplugged and the WiFi is off. There were tornado warnings announced on the radio earlier. It is early fall, and I am not ready for the cold. However, the rain is...
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