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Stop, look and listen
Some things are just infinitely sad. And they always will be. We all have memories that are sad and traumatic so we tiptoe around them, shut them out, or actively run away from them. And that's as it should be....
Our mother...
Our Mother beneath our feet blessed be your name. Your wisdom come, your love be felt on earth that we can make it a heaven. Give us today our daily compassion, and forgive us loving ourselves too little....
Why can't life just be easy?
And it might be that this act of loving ourselves in the depth of our pain could, in some way we cannot understand, relieve the suffering of those around us.,and of the world.
What the rock told me...
When we moved back to New Zealand from New York in 2009 two fantails made their nest in the sycamore tree at the end of our driveway. We delighted in watching the playful birds construct their nest, and then guard...