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What I Learned from my Mother
What I Learned from my Mother I learned from my mother how to love the living, to have plenty of vases on hand in case you have to rush to the hospital with peonies cut from the lawn, black ants still...
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Happy 5th, Ferdinand
Five years. I have nothing fresh to say. No new insights. No fresh relevations. No wisdom to share. I have walked but have not veered onto a new path. There are no shortcuts, no new vistas, little...
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this is what it is
Hold onto what is good even if it is a handful of earth. Hold onto what you believe, even if it is a tree which stands by itself. Hold onto what you must do even if it is a long way from here Hold onto...
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growing old is a privilege
Somebody wise said that once, and I totally agreed. Which is why I was rather sane when I turned 40 yesterday. I was OK. I did not freak out, or go out to buy one hundred pairs of shoes, as R feared I...
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July
I know it is coming just like someone with arthritis feels the chill in the bones. The air feels denser and oppressive. It is always too hot and the days seem long and annoying. I ache, and my mood...
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myth of the star voyager
::: <<<< When humans could not understand, myths were born. >>>> :::: Image by mickl22 At the beginning of time, the Star Weaver tipped her pot and blanketed the dark...
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the meandering path
Life is busy. For every one. Not a single person would not shake her head and say “Life is so busy!”; “I have no idea where that time went!”; “I just don’t even know what to do first!” Yes, it is true....
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Seven
After seven years, July still surprises me, how much it still hurts. After seven years, we still miss you ever more. Every July, I awaken with hopeful alertness in the middle of the night. Before I...
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Another year passed
It is true, the body never forgets. And sometimes I think, the universe too. For every July seems long, hot, and oppressive. I will feel hot and bothered, tired and sticky, sad and unbelieving. But...
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Nine years
All this week we folded cranes. We are going to the Peace Pagoda again, as we did last year, and bring Jun-san the cranes. She had said they always needed cranes, and if she was not hard at work...
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