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Failure to take pleasure in the good things in life dishonors the gifts or accomplishments that deserve appreciation. It also dishonors your desire to know joy.
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Except for paying attention, what else is continual prayer?
Poet Samuel Green
How often do you let the sense of being rushed prevent you from enjoying the moments you have ... with your friends, with your children, with your beloved? Read More...
What I Know
by Lee Robinson
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Have you ever had one of those moments when your heart is overwhelmed with joy? Like a flame, the feeling bursts from your center and spreads like a swelling wave across the rest of your body? Read More...
A community economy is not an economy in which well-placed persons can make a 'killing'. It is an economy whose aim is generosity and a well-distributed and safeguarded abundance. - Wendell Berry
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I am sitting on the deck at my temporary Santa Barbara writer's retreat. The sun dances on my eyelids and fills my soul with warm light. Read More...
I have this picture on my screen saver
right now - it speaks of joy, of the
celebration of life, of silliness, of the love of a grandfather for his grandson and of a little boy who adored his "Grand-poop". Read More...
I stood holding my daugther's hand tears streaming down my face and hers.
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A day bits and pieces - parts of a story ...
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Its evening ... the light is fading ... I feel tired, slow, reflective. I spent the last 24 hours with graduate students and colleagues sharing stories of the human sort and was reminded of a word that has found its resonance in the cords of life over the last year. Saudade. Read More...
A Reader Question:
I don't usually do winter gracefully - I get tired of being cold, I get tired of the gray, I get tired of the waiting ... and tho spring has always come in her time ... like a doubting Thomas, by late winter I always wonder will she leave us this year in our perpetual frozen Narnia? Read More...
"Except for paying attention, what else is continual prayer?"
This is the last line of a poem by Samuel Green that speaks of the acuity of our attention in times of mourning. Read More...
Today as I walked around the lake near my home the chill in the air was softened by the sun’s rays reminding me that winter will in the end relent and spring will come. Read More...
It was a cloudy day and I was riding on a ferry reading Letters to a Young Doctor by Richard Selzer. This is a book written by a surgeon who shares his surprise at how often sacred encounters emerged in his career as a physician. “The body is the spirit thickened.” As I read these words it was as if my whole being resounded “YES!” Read More...
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