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Stirring the Pot, Part 2

As if the little things were not enough: those trivialities that chafe and burn like tinder when it’s dried and raspy rough, that seem so insignificant you spurn the notion that beyond them is the truth. It’s just that they … Continue reading

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Stirring the Pot

As you delve deeper into who you are, quite often you touch things that make you ill — those tendencies and habits that so far you’ve managed to ignore. Until you still the chaos that engulfs your conscious mind and … Continue reading

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Early Morning

There is something liberating about waking up early. Not too early, mind you. But earlier than you need to be awake; and if you’re lucky, early enough to see the last of the night disappear in the whitewash of the … Continue reading

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Mother Father Breathing

With each breath, opposites are reconciled: like the unconscious seeping under the door that the river makes as it rises during the night, then at first light ebbs slowly away as the sun’s heat pulls it into its glowing bosom. … Continue reading

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Song for Vidya

Watch for me when you sleep — dreams can be masterful fortune-tellers. There is no distance too great, too far, that wishes cannot traverse as mountain travellers. Think of me when you wake — there will be other fond remembrances. … Continue reading

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At Dawn When I Awoke

At dawn, when I awoke, the rain was but a mist that damped the lawn; and then its whitewash strength increased to rinse the night, ’til it was gone. Its purpose served, it too then waned, as greys began to … Continue reading

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Thankfull

There are so many little things that make up life’s stretched years; and pausing now, to list them, I find my payments in arrears for moments that have come and gone, each adding to my store of seeming insignificance that … Continue reading

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