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Gleanings From Living Long
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There comes some mud in everyone's life that you have to go through, whether it's an awkward situation that you wish hadn't happened, or something that you must do, that you'd rather not. It helps to take yourself lightly, not so seriously, get through it as gracefully as possible, dust yourself off, and…
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This is the kind of day that makes you wish that you had a little boat and could wander along the marshes, spying on blue herons, and green herons and egrets, maybe run into Ratty and Mole from The Wind In The Willows, having tea in one of the coves, taking time for…
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No wonder ancient people honored the sun, the reliable, predictable sun. Our bright star might travel along the horizon in a northerly or southerly direction, depending on the season, but it only truly goes away at night, and returns, bringing with it the morning, and the first bird song. The birds…
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One evening. One beach walk in the rain. Three or four or five stories being played… "Let's Get Away" A couple, no longer young, and not yet old, married only a few years, but finding themselves entrenched in very hectic busy lives together with their eager dog, Fletcher. She…
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Swan, swan, over the sea; Swim, swan, swim! Swan, swan, back again; Well swum, swan! Mother Goose Swans swimming on a canal in Amsterdam, The Netherlands. Video taken by Dr. Jane Spielman. Thanks…
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If our self hatred is rooted in our vulnerability, why? Good question. Something to do with our conditioning for sure. "It's not ok to be vulnerable or to show that you are." Wrong. It is ok and even necessary. Dig deep and don't let the hatred outscream the love, the…
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When we are young, it is more difficult not to have regrets. We like to think that there are none, but usually there is something niggling in our hearts that we wish we had done better, or been stronger or kinder. These will pass into oblivion once we see that the story…
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No egrets. Oh, one egret. No regrets. (Mostly.) Great Egret at sunset. Borrowed from LainesBlog, June, 2013.
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Friends, paddling along together through life's currents. It's a calm evening and mild in between the storms and troubles. There's peace and quiet and a kind of welcome ordinariness, a rightness about things that begins to include the storms and troubles and the peace and quiet. All's well. …
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A young hawk sitting on a car roof in the parking lot. Patient and fearless, it watches me as I watch it. If the hawk could ask me one question, what would it be? "Where are your feathers?" "Can you fly?" or "Is this your car?" …
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