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A Dollar

He stood there. He was calm and seemed to be a gentle soul. Probably in his early twenties. I had stopped off at the Dunkin Donuts shop for a guilty pleasure on the way home. At the counter the young man was in line before me. Ever just like to witness. To observe. To consider. […]

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Soul of the Earth

Soul of the earth. He stands there with his arms folded looking into the distance. He is looking past the ordinary and into the extraordinary. I don’t know his name. The blanket he is wearing is brown, white and tan. Earth tones. The paint on his face is white and red. His face is a […]

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What If Each Day Were a Do-Over?

Can you let go. Can you tip your hat, so to speak, and just let go. Or must you carry the past with you throughout the present and the future. Letting go. Probably one of the greatest treasures you can receive. Let go and receive your life looking ahead and not in some rearview mirror. […]

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Being in the Moment…Unconditionally

February 8: The wheelchair had been specially designed. There were these huge tires on it. At first it made no sense but then it did. The mother pushed it over the sand toward the water. It didn’t get stuck in the sand. It rolled easily over it and then, amazingly, into the water and floated […]

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Make it Easy

The disease had reached an unbearable point. It was not good for so long but now it was not good and no where else to go but painfully not good. Such a brave soul. Such a strong person. We sat and through the pain pills and the other myriad of drugs we looked at each […]

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Carrying the Mountain

Dangeboche was above the tree line but below first base camp. The ground was hard from the cold. There was the feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction that the journey had taken us to this remote spot in the beautiful Himalaya mountain range. Isolated but not alone or lonely. The paradox was evident. We were at […]

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