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Happy Earth Day, Earth

I am here, in this natural environment, more than I am not. And it is a “living breathing organism that I respond to”, as if I were a cell in its bowels; and like the “slight and the obvious intertwined” … Continue reading

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Be(a)ware

  “Dementors are among the foulest creatures that walk this earth. They infest the darkest filthiest places. They glory in decay and despair. They drain peace, hope and happiness out of the air around them; even mugals feel their presence, … Continue reading

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Squeezing Through the Needle

Sometime in mid September …dreamed of my sister last night…who, doesn’t seem to be fairing too well… health-wise (at least in real time). in my dream she was buoyant and funny and laughing… a young thing full of dreams and … Continue reading

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Some Words On Peace

from The Lake by Peter Gill “Many there are who incorrectly think that Peace is passive and free from action but deep beneath the surface powerful forces are at work so that the outer form may manifest serene within the … Continue reading

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Something Else (Diary of A Mad Hatter)

sometime in late august… where is everybody? no ravens. no birds. only a lone squirrel. The birds have been scant for some time. is it the season? are they off doing more important stuff? fluffing there nests for winter? or … Continue reading

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Heart of the Wild

  To this day my spiritual life is found inside the heart of the wild. I do not fear it. I court it. When I am away (from it) I anticipate my return, needing to touch stone, rock, water, the … Continue reading

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Going Gypsy

  by P. R. Lowe, copyright July 4, 2016  (written June 10, 1970) To go like a Gypsy into those sacred places where waters stop their falling and birds stop their calling to watch and listen for the lord he … Continue reading

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