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Category Archives: Spirituality
Being a Writer (51)
I’ve discovered something I do love unequivocally about writing. I love being a writer. I love it when I feel like a writer. I love having lines of prose come to me in odd moments, placing the big cat bowl … Continue reading
Posted in Musings, Reflections, Self-reflection, Spirituality, Thoughts, Walking, Writing
Tagged being a writer, being in both worlds
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Tall and Small (34)
I see Helga and Gino partway down Indian Trail as I’m crossing Sonora. We wave to each other, and I keep going. What, I can’t walk in a different direction so I can say hello? There is no reason I … Continue reading
Posted in Home, Life, Nature, Reflections, Spirituality, Thoughts, Walking
Tagged Dogs, mountains, San Jacinto
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The Day of the Dead (31)
I harvested my “Mexican” marigolds for my Day of the Dead altar. I wished I had a sugar skull, but my little sombrero-wearing skeleton and my painted wooden cats brought it to life for me. In Ajijic I went to … Continue reading
Posted in Birds, Gratitude, Home, Life, Prayer, Spirituality, Walking
Tagged altar, Day of the Dead, dia de los muertos, Halloween, pagan new year
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Past Life Whales (26)
Once when I was carrying my wooden walking stick on the beach in Todos Santos I remembered a past life. It was winter, or maybe early spring, and the sea was full of whales heading north. Because the land drops … Continue reading
Starry Nights (19)
At June Lake in the eastern sierra on a Sunday night I see the stars for the first time in four years. They seem surreal so even when I am ready to sleep I put my glasses back on again … Continue reading
The Storm (16)
The day is dark. The wind comes as I write and I wonder if the rain will follow. I hear thunder in the south rolling out of the sky. The wind gods blow the fan palms their warm breath gusting … Continue reading
Posted in Home, Inspiration, Life, Nature, Reflections, Spirituality, Thoughts
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