September 2010

No Longer Consumes, Only Creates

September 14, 2010

I awoke feeling low on Saturday—deep in my bones.  I forced myself from bed and outside to care for the horses.  They came running to me, ready to rest after an exciting night out at pasture.  Cantankerous old Eddie gently nuzzled me, as if sensing my darkness.  As we entered the barn, I found the [...]

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Completely Captivated

September 13, 2010

I had never seen one before.  I had only heard of them, but I immediately knew what she was–a Luna Moth.  I can’t stop looking at her photos.  I am utterly captivated.  I happened upon her—and I do think she is female because of the size of her antennae—while taking the horses from pasture to [...]

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Blog Vacation

September 7, 2010

“Human beings are of such nature that they should have not only material facilities but spiritual sustenance as well. Without spiritual sustenance, it is difficult to get and maintain peace of mind.”  Dalai Lama Greetings, Folks.  I am taking a few days off from my blog.  I need to concentrate on getting my morning rituals [...]

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This Present Moment

September 3, 2010

Two o’clock in the morning.  Up doing yoga in an attempt to open up my screaming lower back and hips.  What is it about being at Daddy’s that makes sleep so elusive?  Can the new bed really be this uncomfortable?  Is it how hot he keeps the house?  Is it that I am hypervigilant—listening out [...]

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The Fullness of Forgiveness

September 2, 2010

“Do you have pain anywhere, Mr. Royal,” nurse Walter inquired. “I have a headache,” my dad replied. “What is the pain like?” “Feels like a fullness.  Trying to hold too much.” I sat in the next room listening as Walter attached a new needle to Daddy’s port.  I was waiting for him to finish so [...]

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Web of Life

September 1, 2010

I enjoyed going with Karen to visit her Uncle Elroy last night.  It was amazing to watch him pick all those tunes on his guitar.  It was funny that he expected me to keep up with him on mine.  I didn’t have a clue, but I tried my darnedest.  He was just happy to have [...]

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