9 Keep stretching a bow You repent of the pull, A whetted saw Goes thin and dull, Surrounded with treasure You lie ill at ease, Proud beyond measure You come to your knees: Do enough, without vying, Be living, not dying. From The Way of Life according to Lao Tzu Translated by Witter Bynner […]
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The Benefit of Hiding
Dear Reader, WARNING! DO NOT read this post if you are triggered by any form of domestic violence, sexual predation, or PTSD due to personal trauma. All Readers proceed with caution. Take the best care of you. Thank you for your witnessing heart and mind. This Rite-of-Passage story has not been shared in its entirety […]
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Don’t Say a Word
Dear Readers, I am standing for the courage and the tenacity of this nineteen-year-old woman. In 1968 there is no term for post-traumatic stress. Her support system helping to ferry her through these rocky straits are the letter from Alice and the two books. I honor the time it has taken for her to reach […]
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Tuesday Afternoon
He whom life fulfills, Though he remains a child, Is immune to the poisonous sting Of insects, to the ravening Of wild beasts or to the vultures’ bills. From Verse 55 Tao te Ching There is a quality of ‘no-time and no-place’ to these days. First thing in the morning I sit in bed and […]
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Torn You Can Mend
Dear Readers, the nineteen-year-old continues to experience a year of separation. Separation from home and family, teen pregnancy, separation from her infant. She loses a sense of direction through displacement, entrapment, rape, and soul murder. Because of the LSD ‘medicine’, she becomes separated from her day to day consciousness, for better or worse. The Farm […]
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The Natural Rhythm of a Day
Dear Readers ~ I, and the nineteen-year-old girl, appreciate your eye, your heart, and your comments. If you are new to this blog I invite you to circle around to the beginning chapter. To recap; this is a story of recovery and discovery which comes forward as part of my healing from a traumatic injury […]
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To Care, To Be Fair, To Be Humble
Dear Readers, This week, June 8, marks the 52nd anniversary of my son’s birth. The night yard will be filled with fireflies dazzling my eye as I recall the magic and the miracle of all that life brings. We are surrounded by what in Buddhism we learn to see as the ‘sorrowful-joy’ and the ‘joyful-sorrow’. […]