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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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“Some Tragic Falling Off” into Difference and Desire

January 19, 2014

I’ve been thinking a lot about desire and loss lately and remembering a paper I wrote exploring this topic. It …

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Meditation at Lagunitas by Robert Hass

January 16, 2014

Meditation at Lagunitas By Robert Hass All the new thinking is about loss. In this it resembles all the old …

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“Taste and see – I am spare”

January 9, 2014

That age-old question “who am I?” haunts us from birth. We sense we are more than what we seem to …

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Cultivating “a mind of winter”

January 2, 2014

I fell in love with Wallace Stevens’ poetry when I first read “The Idea of Order at Key West” in …

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Help Me Celebrate a Writing Milestone

December 27, 2013

I just finished writing an 85,000 word novel that I’ve been working on the past couple of years.  It feels …

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“Perfect Love” – An Antidote for All that Ails Us

December 20, 2013

The highest common denominator for all spiritual practices and religious teachings, as I’ve come to understand, is Love. That is, …

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Houseless, not Homeless

December 13, 2013

Once when I was part of an effort to end homelessness in our community, one of the participants who had …

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“A Strange and Beautiful” Entanglement

November 27, 2013

Recently, when most needed, I came across the essay “A Beautiful and Strange Otherness” by Wisdom Bridge founder, Francis Weller. …

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“Thank You”

November 25, 2013

“If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.” – Meister Eckhart …

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Between the Rage and Fear

November 21, 2013

I spent yesterday in the hospital with my son, who had overdosed on heroin.  I’d found him that morning unconscious …

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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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