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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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Tagged animal police, bears, birds, challenging times, Changing Seasons, fear, Nature, natures voice, peace, Shift, something else
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The Cessation of Time
by P. R. Lowe copyright July 4, 2016 July1st (already?). Time just seems to be cruisin’ on…..like a swift sail boat in a high wind….then just as swiftly it comes to a crawl like a sick slug. Sometimes it … Continue reading
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Tagged challenging times, Changing Seasons, Nature, Shift, time, Trees
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Walking Mantras (Switch It Up! Erase and Replace!)
March 30, 2016 Note: For “back story” see bottom of page. “My destiny rides squarely on the back of my imagination.”_ Shonda Rhimes I have all the time in the world. I am free of hurry, worry, stress and feeling … Continue reading
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Tagged auto-writing, challenging times, creativity, healing, imagination, magic, Shift, switching it up, trust
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Addendum: The Gray Bird Mysery
A visit to the library enlightened me to the fact that my visiting friend was a type of Flycatcher and that a baby Owl is unmistakable an Owl. Even if one has never seen an Owl, in real time, one … Continue reading
Diary of a Mad Hatter
Sometime in September copyright © by P. R. Lowe I stood on my deck, at dawn, under a canopy of seemingly serene trees and looked across to the blue ridge of mountains. I watched the sun as it crawled from … Continue reading
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Tagged challenging times, fear, letting go, Nature, peace and Chaos, Shift
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Veiled
by P. R. Lowe copyright May 15 , 2015 (written Dec. 11, 1971) After the first snow when fields lie pressed to the earth and grasses are turned to beige the death that wails between clacking branches and empty hollows … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged challenging times, Changing Seasons, Nature, peace and Chaos, Poetry, Shift, The space between
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