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The Hummingbird of Devotion

This morning I lay in bed, my blurry eyes contemplating the soft, silver light illuminating the heavy flaxen draperies, and with an inhale I briefly gave my cells a positive word of thanks. Silently, I blessed myself saying, I welcome good things and possibility today. I embrace mysterious grace, and I am not separate from the

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A Ball of Yarn: A Meditation on Place

It is Friday night and I’m sitting at home alone, rolling balls of hand-dyed yarn. For just a moment, I step beyond myself and consider the scene, as if I was outside looking through the windows. The living room with its large, wool tufted rug is softly lit by a single bronze table lamp with an

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The Dawn Poems: Greeting the Day with Creativity

My days of writing poetry were a long time ago. Poetry is something that I have deeply enjoyed reading, especially in the last ten years—and lately, learning poems by heart as a ‘soul practice’—but I’ve not put my pen to writing poems on any sort of regular basis. In my college years and early twenties,

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Hummingbirds and Communion

The little jeweled acrobat zoomed up to the window, hovered for a moment as if peering at me, then shot straight upward and disappeared from my sight. Seated at the long, rectangular dining table in my friends’ house, a steaming cup of fragrant tea beside me, I smiled. I have adored hummingbirds for as long

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The Art of Pleasure: Learning to Savor

This morning I was sitting in the living room, windows open to the salty breeze ascending the valley from the sea, listening to the noises of the neighborhood. Actually, I was trying to read a chapter in a book I’m currently engrossed in, but repeatedly I was distracted by the sounds outside: dogs barking; workers

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