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Granite Dreaming
It’s mid-August. Friday we returned from vacation. We spent ten days on retreat on the Maine coast, with very limited internet or television. Rather, we had osprey and seals, rocky coasts and wild weather. After a few days I found myself in a rhythm. I’d get up early and sit on the porch, drumming. As…
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Interbeing: A Late Summer Walk
Today marks something close to the mid-way point between the solstice and equinox. It’s about six weeks to the official start of autumn. The sun still rises early, but we’ve noticed darkness now falls earlier each evening; by 8:30 in the evening the stars are out. Looking up last night, we noted the moon seemed…
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Ceremony
As I sit down to write, a thunderstorm hangs on the horizon. Slowly the mountains fade from view, and the rain and the lake become indivisible. Its tea time, and the pot is on the stove. Now the rain, not yet heavy has overtaken the house. Now, the rain has quickened, soon to be torrential.…
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Ancestors, Spirits, and The Land
I like to sit with the changing seasons. Today, a lovely summer day, cool and bright, the trees are showing just a hint of the reds and other colors to come. Still, the vista is dominated by a wide range of green. We are grateful for so much: one another, rain, friends, the presence of…
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