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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing from the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: Wholeness

Between Dusk and Dawn a New Year Appears to Appear

January 1, 2023

And yet we know it’s all just one continuous unfolding as one day or year slips seamlessly into the next. …

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Mothers & Other Lovers, Compelling Art

June 14, 2015

What makes compelling art? Why do I find this image of mother and child, and the ones below, so powerful and …

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Our Quest for Wholeness – Part II of “Some Tragic Falling Off”

January 26, 2014

“Duality, difference, and desire presuppose “some tragic falling off” from an original (mythical or otherwise) world of undivided wholeness.” So …

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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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