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It’s 2:50am and it’s just me and the trees. The owl who perches high up in the arms of one of the big leafed over stories is quiet, probably watching me traipse through the wet grass. From her vantage point I must be about the size of an adult ladybug but not as colorful
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What is Home to you? Where does freedom exist in the idea of Home?
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An unexpected perspective from an early memory landed on my page this afternoon. I recorded it after I left the writing circle I shared with several others today and wanted to share it with you. the-waking-yard-complete.m4a
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“Some people grumble that roses have thorns; I am grateful thorns have roses.” – Jean-Baptiste Alphonse Karr As the year winds down I want to tell you how grateful I am to have this connection with you. I believe the digitized space carries the essence of our intentions, just in compressed lightning fast form. Therefore,…
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“Verily at the first Chaos came to be, but next wide-bosomed Earth…” – Hesiod, Theogony Sometimes I have to remind myself; even though there’s a lot going on around me and in me, I have choices; Make the moment the priority. “Chaos and Order are not enemies, only opposites. Chaos and Order combined equal balance.” –…
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During The Tens I attended a lot of art openings but I got out of the rhythm of that whole scene. By the time I returned to the U.S. post-pandemic weekly art gallery habits had changed, at least in L. A. But the visual arts seem to be representing more frequently lately. An acquaintance has…
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In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order. – C. G. Jung Once I met a man I’d met first in the ephemeral dimension of my journeying practice. He walked into the nether regions of my imagination after I posed a question to the powers that be. The electrical signals…
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Media about Authors: Writing and Friendship told through a documentary about a Pulitzer winning writer and his privacy seeker Petrarchan friend.
Auguste Hill 