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- Spring is bustin’ out all over (and a blogging milestone)
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- Mindfulness, equanimity–and a broken toe
- The perils and ecstasy of walking on snow
- Loss and gain
- Sad transitions
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Category Archives: January, 2019
Deep January days in the woods
Good morning from our little stretch of woods and lake and snow and cold. Sitting here at this computer I watch lazy flakes of snow silhouetted against black and gray tree limbs. Yonder brown oak leaves dangle from branches that … Continue reading
Posted in January, 2019
Tagged authentic movement, cold, emotion, friends, gratitude, nature, outdoors, personal, spiritual, thoughts, Upper Peninsula, winter, woods, yoga, Zentangle
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How big can our love be?
I often wonder. How big can our love be? Does it stop with ourselves? Is our love only for our individual human self, our Kathy, our John, our Diana, our Lee Ann, our own precious being wearing this human flesh? … Continue reading
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