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walking the line…

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assume the position

The last time I opened my chakra so I could feel my peace, I got thrown right out of the pub.   ~Terri Guillemets, creator of The Quote Garden (Cross-posted over at Vision and Verb where a collaborative group of like-minded women from all over the world share their passion for photography and the written [...]

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swirls and twirls

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floating along…

  A generous heart, kind speech, and compassion are the things which renew humanity. – Buddha

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building community in chester, vermont

In my dream, the angel shrugged and said… ‘If we fail this time, it will be a failure of imagination… And then she placed the world, gently, in the palm of my hand.’ Brian Andreas   (closing poem of the welcoming talk by Robert Sarly) All ages and all walks of life came out to [...]

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ruth gruber

“My only regret is not doing enough.”  That answer not only floored me, but totally inspired me.  The question was proposed by a young woman in the audience.  “Mrs. Gruber, If you’d look back over your life…do you have any regrets?”  I can’t get that response out of my head, nor do I want to. [...]

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mom

Mom, I am because of you.  I love you dearly.   Happy Mother’s Day!

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wabi-sabi saturday

This week’s wabi-sabi sighting was definitely in Vermont, specifically Chester, Vermont.  Even more specific?  How about an old run down building that used to be a community gathering venue, the American Legion. But then two people came along with a vision.  They could visualize a space made of natural materials, sensitive to texture, light and [...]

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welcome to tan-y-garth

It’s difficult to put into words the weekend experience at my friend’s cabin in Vermont, appropriately named tan-y-garth.  That’s a Welsh phrase, translated to half-way up the mountain. There’s more solitude and silence than one can ever imagine here.  Every so often during the day a chime or a soleri bell would produce an ever [...]

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under the spell at tan-y-garth

It is raining and you can hear the pattern of the drops. You can hear it with your ears, or you can hear it out of that deep silence. If you hear it with complete silence of the mind, then the beauty of it is such that cannot be put into words or onto canvas, [...]

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