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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing from the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Category Archives: Spirituality

“A Scattering of Rocks” — Zen in the Garden of Eden

December 4, 2012

Sometimes there’s no other way to capture a moment–a way of seeing or being in the world–than through poetry. So …

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The Deer’s Scream, My Mother’s Eyes, and a Ripe Strawberry

November 8, 2012

The deer fleeing for its life turns to look at me with my mother’s eyes.  Dark fierce eyes, bitter-bright, locking …

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Sunday Morning: All is a miracle…

October 7, 2012

Both the photo and the quotation are too beautiful not to share on this beautiful Sunday morning, with my brand new …

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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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