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A beautiful day to start the year. Lucky me, I got to spend most of it walking barefoot on this beach, and resting my perfectly weathered head on a perfectly placed log. How was your first day, of this odd year? St. Augustine Beach, Anastasia Island State Park.
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Okay, it's after midnight and I'm still here. No black comets or super volcanos that I know of. I'm still here, I can see my hands on the keyboard and the rim of my cheater glasses, so it's still me in here. Is there anybody else here? Klesha is here, anyone…
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Seeing double? It's not you, it's the photographer. I just hope that she's not driving. Vilano Beach, St. Augustine Related articles Dressing of the Palms in Vilano Beach something to celebrate
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If I were a dolphin I would have to make a lot of changes – move much more quickly, eat a steady diet of fish (without the taco!) talk more, laugh more, and play more everyday! I'd have to get rid of ALL of my things and stop worrying about anything! Hmmmmmmmm……
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A corner of the sun reaches out from behind the clouds, with a twinkle that is too bright to look at for very long, as the tide keeps pulling in and in. Sunrise, St. Augustine Beach, Sunday, December 2, 2012.
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When the fish are running in seaside towns, the word spreads quickly. Some years ago, a close encounter with Hurricane Floyd, stirred up the surf and the fish and our restless spirits on Cape Cod. Here's hoping that all of our friends in New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania, are safe and…
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IT IS A LIE It is a lie – any talk of God that does not comfort you. Poem by Meister Eckhart, 13th century mystic, translated by Daniel Ladinsky. From the Penguin publication, Love Poems From God, Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West. Copyright © 2002 Daniel Ladinsky…
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Beach renourishment is complete. Welcome back to Anastasia Island State Park! A silvery morning gives way to a beautiful clear day.
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The ocean righted itself and the surfers came out to play! Two days after the storm, St. Augustine Beach, Florida.
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Do you ever feel lost or scattered? Is there really comfort in groundlessness, as some buddhist teachers suggest? In groundlessness, there is nothing to hold onto, no anchors… Is that the true story? That everything we hold onto or use to anchor ourselves is an illusion…about to change or already changing?…
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