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Keeping the Boat Upright: Little Rituals of Grace

My musing started with toast and jam. An Asian-style, handleless cup of green tea sat beside me and a golden beeswax candle flickered within reach, while outside the morning sky shimmered with misty blues, but the scent and crackle of toast shifted my thoughts. Specifically, it was homemade spelt and emmer (einkorn) bread that I crisped under

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Mysterious Gifts, Healing and Forgiveness

At the rocky shoreline in the late morning, I sat with my bare feet in the chilled, gravely sand. Sheltered in the lee of a giant, grey stone monolith, I was protected from the steady winter wind but I wrapped the soft charcoal scarf around my neck a bit more snugly. I have been struggling lately

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A Coherent Heart: The Power of Communion with Nature

Standing barefoot in the wet grass, a dog on a lead in each hand, I opened my senses wide to the morning. The scents of wet earth and heady tropical flowers. The cooing of zebra doves and ongoing chorus of songbirds in the trees and lushly verdant ravine. A hazy morning illumination on the mountains

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The Knowing Heart: An Organ of Perception

It was the bees that called me back to myself. To my heart, really. One sleek Whippet on a lead in each hand, I was somewhat groggily stumbling barefoot down our current street this morning, taking ‘the boys’ out for their morning walk. My head pounded with a trigger point headache (a chronic problem lodged

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