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I’m Learning

I’m learning a lot about myself lately.  I’m learning what I like and don’t like.  What I want, and don’t want, in my life.  I’m learning that I get attached easily.  That I like attention and love.  That I like … Continue reading

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I am the Teacher. I am the Student.

The teacher will appear, when the student is ready. I’m here.  I’m ready. My teachers appear everyday when I allow myself to see them in that light.  In that role.  Sometimes in the human form.  Other times an event or … Continue reading

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Control and Swimming in the Sea of Life

Control is an illusion. We have very little control.  There are an infinite number of circumstances that can intersect or intervene with our plans. I don’t know if John Lennon came up with it or not, but I’m going to … Continue reading

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A Messenger

The pain started three or four years ago.  It was a dull ache in my right shoulder, the result of doing yoga after being away from my practice for several years.  I knew something was wrong after just the second … Continue reading

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Dying Today

Today in meditation I realized that I am dying a little more everyday. I started crying, accepting my own demise. I thought about my mom’s mortality. And how it’s hard for her to accept. I had a better understanding of … Continue reading

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Deathbed

My friend had a strange dream last night.  He dreamed someone he knew had been exterminated, and another was on the list.  He was disturbed by the nature of the dream and left wondering, “Who’s the next victim? ”  Tonight, … Continue reading

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