Tag Archives: joy

Rise

Posted on September 7, 2017 by

“ The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.” – Zen Saying A false fall is beginning to make itself known as I walk beneath a shower of gently falling rain-starved leaves, catching sight of … Continue reading →

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Unsettled

Posted on June 9, 2017 by

“ The outside is the only place we can truly be inside the world.” – Daniel J. Rice The shrill call of a woodpecker to her babies in the cavity prone dead tree breaks the slumbering silence of a late spring … Continue reading →

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Phoenix Rising

Posted on January 12, 2017 by

“ There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outlines all our lives.” – Josephine Hart There is still ice on the rooftops and it’s bone chilling cold outside, a new year has dawned from … Continue reading →

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The Joy Within

Posted on December 22, 2016 by

“ And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.” – Rainer Maria Rilke The setting sun lately, paints the freshly fallen snow on the mountains with a delicate blush, the peaks in sharp relief, … Continue reading →

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Singular Joys

Posted on May 5, 2016 by

“ The lights became stars, which became streaks in the grayspace and then networks of fading shimmers.” – Ashim Shanker Recently this week, after another spring day turned into summer, with the windows left open long after sunset, I experienced something … Continue reading →

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No Recipe

Posted on September 17, 2015 by

There is no recipe when walking down a dusty road along the Rio Cuale, looking up and seeing both an orange plastic pumpkin and a jolly red Santa figure side by side on a rooftop. They were a colourful reminder … Continue reading →

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