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A Full Moon and Mortality

I watch and endure the waiting for the end of waiting. I think of the magnificent sparkler moments when I just burst into the light an ecstasy moment of love.

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What next? Staying grounded.

I no longer fear to be seen. I no longer fear the Eye of Sauron. The greatest evil is to not see who we are and why. The greatest evil is to not allow ourselves to grow by doing whatever it takes. And I wait for the next directives with a vast curiosity. Life is such an adventure.

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September: Is it Sexy?

The onset of Summer always brings with it copious manifestations of optimism. Crocus, tulips, roses pushing out to the sky liven our hearts. However, the Latin meaning for the month of September is in no way “flash” or evocative. It … Continue reading

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Finding Connection: What I learned in San Francisco

I thought about the possibilities, the almost touching wires that could carry energy and bring prosperity into me. The facebook, twitter, linked in, red bubble, google plus should flow to one another. Continue reading

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DIY is it an Illusion?

So what my lessons have all pointed to this month is a sense that I am using the skills I have worked toward. I have been able in the moment of an event to shut off the negative current, to get down into the structure of the thing and ask, “What am I supposed to learn?”

The biggest realization for me has been that it is not about solving problems. It is about developing technique.
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My Relationship with Food

Even when I am at home alone, I do not eat a meal at the table. It is over the computer, distracted by a book, watching television.
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Dave with the Diamond, The Language of Love

As the baking heat of summer abates, I walk along the waterfront. The experience is so much like the last sip of mango juice, the last kiss of a loved one, the fragrance of the remaining rose standing singular on … Continue reading

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The illusion of Stillness

The higher place is where I try to stand. I call it the balcony view. I picture myself standing on a balcony looking down at my thoughts as if I were a cultural anthropologist and the primitive society was ME. Continue reading

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Why Bother to Play?

I once had a friend who reads charts react to my straight forward statement that I was Leo but had ten houses Virgo. She responded, “The only thing worse would be to have Capricorn rising.” “Why,” I asked. Her response … Continue reading

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Where do we exist?

The boundaries of self begin to dissolve when movement is restricted… Continue reading

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