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Oh, speak again of the day you’ve had
I’ve always been a dog person I think; I love all animals, but dogs are special to me: they are curious about the world outside their yards -their territories. I mean for them, everything seems to leave a scent, or at least a mark as they travel through the park or neighbourhood where they are…
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It is in the ocean that the river will realize it is not disappearing but becoming the ocean
There are some things I just can’t prove: that I am in pain, for example, and that it ebbs and flows like waves on the ocean. How would anybody know for sure, unless they were inflicting it, that it is pain that I am feeling -not something else? Let’s face it, I am the only…
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When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance
I wonder whether kids are growing up too quickly nowadays; I waited until retirement to fully engage with what it meant to be alive, I think. But even now, my questions are personal; I can’t remember seriously canvassing others about Death except maybe late at night in university dorms after a few beers. I certainly…
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By trying, we can easily learn to endure adversity…
I was never much of a skier; I could do the beginner slopes and even remain upright on the occasional mogul if I followed Girard’s coaxing, but I never enjoyed the challenge like many of my friends. Girard, however, gloried in dares whether on ski slopes or in his rather eclectic social life choices. He…
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Is it only in pardoning that we are pardoned?
The longer I live, the more emotional debts and the more decisions about perceived transgressions, I seem to accumulate. Some, undoubtedly I forget, but some still fester if I happen upon them again. I cannot always forgive; it is often easier merely to attempt to ignore rather than poking the hornet’s nest in my thoughts.…
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Is Truth really Truth to the end of reckoning?
Sometimes it’s just too exhausting to argue, too difficult to attempt to convince; sometimes what seems obvious to me, is counterintuitive to someone else; sometimes I am a Sisyphus assigned the heaviest rock to roll uphill. Why is that? Are we not who we are because of our opinions and hence our relationships? Our friends?…
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