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Pause.   You are not fifteen, or twelve, or seventeen— You are a hundred wild centuries   And fifteen, bringing with you In every breath and in every step   Everyone who has come before you, All the yous that … Continued

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Pause.   As swimmers dare to lie face to the sky and water bears them, as hawks rest upon air and air sustains them, so would I learn to attain freefall, and float into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace knowing no … Continued

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Pause. may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our understanding carry you out beyond the face of fear may you kiss the wind then turn from it certain that it will love your back may you … Continued

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Pause.   Before I hit the lab and grab my tools I peruse the world for inspiration— how the sun has lifted again from the pit of night. And out of the pit has brought with it new hues to … Continued

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Pause. Let me be easy with my soul-self today Let me tender, and again tomorrow. Let me fall down in the peace of the world.   Drew E. Jackson. Let Me Be Easy. When you rest in God, you just … Continued

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Pause. Peace often lives between the lines hiding where there are no words. only breath. Drew E. Jackson. Only Breath. Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to … Continued

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Pause.   Be glad today for the many small graces that line the path of our lives like flowers. Be open to the surprises that may come and alert to the quiet messages whispered on the wind. Be creative in … Continued

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Pause.   Sun says, “Be your own illumination.” Wren says, “Sing your heart out, all day long.” Stream says, “Do not stop for any obstacle.” Oak says, “When the wind blows, bend easily, and trust your roots to hold.” Stars … Continued

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Pause.   Invite Wonder: What if you bowed before every dandelion you met and wrote love letters to squirrels and pigeons who crossed your path? What if scrubbing the dishes became an act of single reverence for the gift of … Continued

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Pause.   Ordinarily I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black … Continued