It’s very hard to see where one’s people and culture fit into the scheme of things with humanity as a whole. Hell, I’m not even sure there is such a…
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nature
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As a young man, I had a few janitor jobs, and have cleaned my share of toilets. Being a janitor is honest work that afforded me time to think and…
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Not a leaf fluttered. It was so quiet and still that every sound was clear and distinct. Attending to the movement of thought/emotion in the mirror of nature as the…
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Cars were streaming out of Upper Park as I drove in late in the afternoon during the long holiday weekend. The bumpy gravel road is less and less of an…
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I wasn’t looking for a meditative state as I left on the bike for a sitting along the small creek at the edge of town late in afternoon, just feeling…
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At the little creek at the edge of town, the wind blew and the clouds flew, but there was hardly a flutter of thought. Some days, like this one, meditation…
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On the same day I wrote my last column about an experience I had in Russia 27 years ago, a young Russian couple, born around that time, came up as…
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A dark shadowline slowly rises on the opposite wall of the gorge as the sun nears the horizon behind me. One’s shadow is thrown across the chasm near a huge…