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A Birthday Present from Carole

Dear readers, This blog deals with mystery. I haven’t been able to write. I don’t know why, I just haven’t. It’s a mystery, and I’ve learned to let things open up, rather than to try to force it. So rather … Continue reading

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DREAM TALK

Pay attention to the luminous and numinous. ~ Richard Zimmer, PhD Dreams are the language of the mysterious. But I don’t always understand them, as if I have dream time dyslexia. What are those gray-haired men, those flighty women, those … Continue reading

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A CONDITION OF DOUBT

Poem written years ago. Brought up to NOW. May be shared only if no changes are made and this site is acknowledged. May not copy without written permission of the author. A CONDITION OF DOUBT 11/27/1994 There is a season … Continue reading

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Tomorrow Is Today

  When I was young, I tried to imagine happiness. Even in chaos, in strife. Myself: bright, healthy. Whole. Belonging. Out from under the dark cloud that surrounded me and made me feel helpless. You see, in childhood, I learned to … Continue reading

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The Body, Time, The Real

And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing. Kahlil Gibran  ~ The Prophet   Inside myself, I am real. I look out as if I were still vibrant. I look out from the aging, sometimes … Continue reading

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GROUNDING, CHERISHING, THINGS, FOOD

GROUNDING, CHERISHING, THINGS, FOOD Created from morning writing exercises inspired by Julia Cameron. Copyright Suzanne 2016 THINGS THAT GROUND ME Making my bed each morning Walking, striding, briskly Washing dishes in hot soapy water Gardening and digging in dirt, patting … Continue reading

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Three AM, Mother and Child

“It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.” ― Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek   Three AM,0300, on a moonlit night. My baby cries. Babies don’t  have a rhythm … Continue reading

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