My Roman Oaks
Recently we had visitors who had just returned from Italy. We talked of how easily you can stumble upon ancient …
Recently we had visitors who had just returned from Italy. We talked of how easily you can stumble upon ancient …
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Surrender to the source, Surrender to awareness, this is the only place of protection. Surrender your…
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She was married beneath a cliff on the edge of the sea standing barefoot on the…
That age-old question “who am I?” haunts us from birth. We sense we are more than what we seem to …
A deeply thoughtful post from a white woman who grew up in aparteid South Africa.
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Sometimes there’s no other way to capture a moment–a way of seeing or being in the…
My continuing series of True Life Ghost Stories to celebrate Halloween. My grandmother Margaret had a hard life. Widowed in …
I cannot help wondering whether Emily Dickinson, that famous recluse, would not have been an avid blogger if she had …
Due to technical difficulties I had to repost this. Please click the link below to read the reposted version. Thank you. https://deborahbrasket.wordpress.com/2013/08/14/epitaph-for-a-tombstone-exploring-infinity-4/
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The deer fleeing for its life turns to look at me with my mother’s eyes. Dark…