Category: Sacred Lands
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A Stormy Day
This morning is blustery and wet, gusts of leaves flying past my window. Increasingly, the landscape takes on the hue of late autumn. My last post was truncated by WordPress. The culprit appears to have been a page break. If you only read a paragraph you missed most of the post. Yesterday I was having…
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We Are All Shaman
This morning the irises in our garden have burst into bloom, and the yard is looking downright tropical. I want to take a few moments to share a memory with you. It was nearly twenty years ago now, and I was sitting in a clearing deep in the Amazon with my friend and mentor, Dr.…
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A Dream for Hard Times
A cool, dark day. Every now and then a scattering of raindrops fall among the spring blossoms. We are living in hard times. So many are dying of Covid19, other illnesses, and hunger, deaths that might have been avoided by timely, compassionate action by our leaders. So many are frightened and desperate, and the young…
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December Snow
A snowy day. Earlier the snow had essentially stopped and the sun had come out. Now the clouds have lowered and we are receiving intermittent bursts of moderate snow. The feeders are covered in birds.
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