Category: Stories
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Who’s Olympic Stories Do We Hear?
The past few days have begun calm, only to turn quite windy in the afternoon. By the time we are ready to kayak, usually in the later afternoon or early evening, the wind has come up and the water has turned to choppy to go out. This morning is quiet, the leaves barely moving on…
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The Ramble
It is full summer here in Vermont, and the focus of everyday life has shifted outside. The promised, and much-needed, rain has held off and the morning is lovely, the sky a rich cerulean blue punctuated by thin white clouds. Last evening was one of those classically cool Vermont evenings, accompanied by a splendid sunset,…
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The Everyday Sacred
I once had a vision in which I saw that much of life’s arc is fated. In the vision, a spirit pointed this out to me, then advised me that the one thing I had some control over was my response to what happened. Occasionally I remember this vision and my anxiety for the future…
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