Tag: Winter
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The Sacred Mundane

Unlike the Western worldview in which the sacred and profane are divided, the everyday becoming profane and distant from the scared, in the shaman’s world, they are interwoven
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Musings: Scars, Fragrances, and Memory

Writing about being fitted for a new brace, and reading and responding to, the comments on that post, seems to have opened a doorway on to the immediacy of the past in the present, and to meaning making in the aftermath of intense experience, particularly illness. This morning I awoke early, before there was any…
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