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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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The Desire for a Higher Lovemaking

October 2, 2023

I was struck by the phrase “a desire for a higher lovemaking” when reading Goethe’s poem “The Holy Longing.” It …

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The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Redux

September 24, 2023

I wrote this some time ago and I’m revisiting it now because it describes so well how I’ve been feeling …

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A Deer Screams — Beauty & Brutality at Home and the Hills of Vietnam

September 11, 2023

The most horrifying sound I’ve ever heard came one night soon after we moved here.  A scream of pure terror …

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Nature and Human Consciousness, No Separation

September 3, 2023

Every time I write about nature I get deep into human consciousness. You can’t really separate the two. There is …

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Vast Emptiness, Vastly Full

August 28, 2023

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

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Seamless Being, A Poem

August 20, 2023

Seamless Being I’m not sure what there is to say anymore about being me,Who I am-was-will-be.We flow together seamlesslyWithout end. …

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Dreaming Roses, Beauty Past Knowing

August 13, 2023

My roses are spent already this summer, and I miss them. Another summer not long ago I spend a day …

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Summering Upstream with Mary Oliver

August 8, 2023

Slowly this summer I’ve been reading and savoring Mary Oliver’s book of essays Upstream while sitting on my patio sipping …

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Discovering Sinead’s Music – Holy Rage & Sublime Divine

July 30, 2023

I’m a late arrival to the Sinead O’Conner lovefest. I’d heard of her, of course, seen the photos, snippets of …

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Hot Hills in Summer Heat, A Poem

July 23, 2023

Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …

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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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