Tag: life
member name: Joyce C.
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September 26, 2007 11:56 PM EDT --
It was a forest, stuck in the middle of suburbia, right next to an expressway (highway/freeway) with cars whizzing past every second. It felt as if it was set apart, a world within a world. And indeed . . .
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April 01, 2008 08:09 AM EDT --
One thing about being a teacher is the opportunity to really confront the various harsh realities faced by kids. I often return home, thankful and sad that some of us could be so blessed while there are . . .
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October 02, 2007 02:15 AM EDT --
The bo/peepul is now a predominant feature in my inner landscape.
It is a sacred tree, connected to Hinduism and Buddhism.
It is a tree that teaches us forgiveness, resilience and mortality. It is the . . .
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December 20, 2007 02:24 AM EST --
A star, a sun, a son,
wishing, dreaming, hoping -
waiting for the coming of spring,
light over dark,
a rebirth of a sun,
a remembrance of balance,
a reminder of joy,
Natalis . . .
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March 06, 2008 08:44 AM EST --
So, I drum, the beat close to my ear, reaching right into my bones. And my bones resonate with the song, shrugging off the layers, revealling who I am. My inner self.
My soul is wild, filled with . . .
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October 02, 2007 10:27 AM EDT --
Before I turn in for the night (it's late here!)...
It is Mahatma Gandhi's birthday.
We need his wisdom more than ever now, in this time and age.
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September 29, 2007 12:58 PM EDT --
Concrete beneath my paws,
Click click against unfeeling stone –
A wolf under a human mask,
A woman face:
Hidden under layers.
A wolf’s howl cuts through concrete,
This urban jungle steaming . . .
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October 03, 2007 12:40 AM EDT --
Dawn seems furthest
with the night
an open maw.
I wait for light
like a plant for water,
desert thirst.
I will keep this vigil
my hope around me,
candle burning raw.
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October 17, 2007 07:11 AM EDT --
The road beckons -
autumn red, winding path:
Mercies on your journey.
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September 29, 2007 12:56 PM EDT --
I am covered in fruit,
Citrus and succulent berries -
Fragrant with lemongrass,
Clad in melons,
Cornucopia in the city.
Urban Gaia,
In jeans and cotton tees.
;)
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October 03, 2007 08:56 AM EDT --
Digging Into Our Psyches
I love archaeological excavations, probably because I am a history graduate and I like all things history-related. I also like getting my hands dirty with the digging and . . .
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December 10, 2007 12:19 AM EST --
A dash of salt, a sprinkle of pepper
a mother’s love
Throw in the cumin, the curry leaves
my heritage speaks, blood and blood
Boil the soup, tasting lotus
Traditions merge, an . . .
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October 03, 2007 11:45 PM EDT --
Wolf.
Woman.
Wolfwoman.
Womanwolf.
Wolf-woman.
Woman-wolf.
Who am I?
Am I a wolf
Pretending to be a woman
Or a woman pretending to be a wolf?
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October 10, 2007 08:31 AM EDT --
I wrote this last year, after a colonoscopy.
Recent events have prompted me to think about my mortality. Of course, my mortality is always a concern or a source of worry since I have hypertension, considered . . .
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October 29, 2007 09:28 PM EDT --
As my profile says, I identify myself as a wolf. Well, metaphorically and spiritually. I see myself as a forest wolf, in tune with the forest.
At the same time, I am interested in the conservation . . .
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November 13, 2007 07:58 AM EST --
Okay, something fun for you all.
Assuming that you have not read my profile, what kind of animal do you think I remind you of? (For people who are more sensitive/psychic, feel free to describe any . . .
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September 29, 2007 03:47 AM EDT --
like a river,
streams of water
flowing through, flowing through,
moulding, sometimes cutting
shaping my inner landscape, my own grand canyon:
at times, they meander,
at times, they thunder,
at times, . . .
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May 06, 2008 09:36 AM EDT --
Things past, things present,
Influx of current and history:
Like a river, it will only move forward,
Curling the stones of thought beneath
And chevrons of the future in the making.
Things past, . . .
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September 27, 2007 10:49 PM EDT --
Dreams are messages from my soul. I am one who sees dreaming as a spiritual practice, much like writing and meditating.
So, last night's dreams contained the themes of digging deep, going back and . . .
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September 29, 2007 09:02 PM EDT --
morning breaks,
birdsong and coffee:
my bed is still warm.
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