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Jun.22.2012
Breathe… In and out. Computer problems are a good way to practice breathing to keep from becoming too frustrated and that is what I am finding myself doing this morning. As I began reading and commenting on blogs, the internet connection was lost. First a yellow shading across the bars and now a...
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Jun.20.2012
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When I visited my uncle two days ago, before I left I asked him if it was alright if I went to the back room—to my grandmother’s old room— to say hello to her cockatiel, Ponchito. The room now belongs to her beloved bird. My uncle has the large cage propped up high, so that I have to walk up to the...
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Jun.19.2012
4 Cups ~Luxury Moon in Cancer.  Emotional Luxury and Fulfillment. ** Lotus blossom rains a steady stream of light into two golden cups, a continuous flow upward from the cups back to the lotus blossom. A total of four golden cups, two on one half and two on the other half, held above the top...
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Jun.16.2012
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I wrote a good deal in my personal morning pages. I didn't realize I had so much to get out. My penciled words started out small and controlled, and when I was two pages through, my handwriting had grown considerably larger and sloppier and I was having trouble keeping up with the words and I was...
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Jun.15.2012
Looking for one thing,I find another.What I find—exactly what I’m looking forbut I didn’t know it.Not looking, I was found. Talking or thinking about a concept,suddenly I see it everywhere.Is it this simple?Is it black and white?Like day and night? ** Last week I read two picture books. I told...
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Jun.13.2012
Water Water is as steady as thoughtsas unstable as a child’s first stepsas old as time as fresh as lifeas mysterious as dreams —Amanda Ditmore, age 9   Berkeley, California Every year River of Words sponsors a free international art and poetry contest for young artists between the ages...
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Jun.12.2012
This Monday I tried a different approach to the beginning of the week. I feel as though I had a break through after I had my mini-blow up after the honking experience. I feel as though it was a blessing in disguise because I don’t like blowing up; I don’t like losing my balance, and I took this as...
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Jun.11.2012
What happened to the rhythm? It seems to have skipped a beat. Feels like being right back at square one. What happened to the flow? Going back after a long time, you still recognize it, but when it’s still too near, you don’t see it. Has something changed? Something’s always changing. At times it...
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Jun.09.2012
This week’s blog topic didn’t immediately trigger any books. I had given up, untill I looked up into the closet in the section where I keep my collection of books by Hermann Hesse, that’s when I thought about the book, The Fairy Tales of Hermann Hesse Translated and with an Introduction by Jack...
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Jun.08.2012
I walk the mountain with my mind,observe the daily changes.He looks hot today:Sun beating down on hispeaks and valleys, green face,turned dusty.Each dayI see you dear Mountain;I bow down to your beauty,your strength, and massiveness.You remind me how small I amin comparison to you, yet youlove me...
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Jun.08.2012
Once a year for New Year’s Day, my grandmother would make tamales. I remember the smell of meats and spices cooking, the large steamers, the corn husks soaking in water. My mother used to help her. They would sit at the kitchen table with all the prepared ingredients spread out. My grandmother...
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Jun.07.2012
As I sit soaking in the interior of the church structure, the stained glass windows that open to the outside air take my mind to magic places—the majestic mountain in sight; on the inside, high ceilings, pews, and people. The windows pull away from the church and float in space, grow wings and soar...
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Jun.07.2012
I have been swishing the word complacent around, trying to see if it was the taste in my mouth or something else. Do stagnation and complacency go hand in hand? In some areas of our lives, it seems easy enough to shake things up—to introduce a change in the form of a class; writing in a different...
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May.24.2012
Walking in the blazing morning sun thinking about decisions and life changes, Crow flys past, closely. I look up as I usually do, to acknowledge his presence. I walk, bag in hand, books, library. Not a few steps--and wings--the graceful thrust echoes upon the closest part of my hearing, as though...
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May.23.2012
There are many intersecting moments that I am feeling inside and the moments are whizzing at such a fast pace that I don’t feel that they are able to properly come out of their space of twirling air. I appreciate when I open up to the universe and I feel and receive gentle nudges both through small...
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