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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Monthly Archives: August 2020

Wildfires Everywhere, Literally and Politically

August 22, 2020

That unusual thunderstorm I wrote about last week brought more than 1200 lightening strikes that forked across California causing 560 …

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Still Waiting to Land . . . .

August 16, 2020

Last summer brought an abundance of roses, so many I did not have enough vases to hold them all. And …

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To Live Content With Small Things

August 9, 2020

A few pebbles for the pond . . . .  To live content with small things; To seek elegance rather …

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“Vast Emptiness, Vastly Full”

August 2, 2020

There are a few refrains that I turn to again and again when I want to get a clearer sense …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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