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Update
Welcome to March and the impending transition of winter to spring. From the shores of Lake Superior, the rays of sun reach fresh ice and nudge it to become water, to become a different version of itself, to become what it naturally is. I am in the midst of a semi-voluntary exile (my real job…
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Poem – Snowy Field
Across the snowy field no footprints. Streetlights brighter further the sun sinks. Cold begins to creep in upon the winds back. Ice pellets tiny and hard against our shielded eyes. In the midst of winter I begin to understand. The sky above the great wind blows. Truths of times passage unaware of past, present, future.…
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Peace, Love, Unity, Respect
Listening to Blackburner’s latest album “Planet Earth Attack” and this line is repeated in one of the songs. Simple. True. Requires a conscious effort to achieve, but is worth it.
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Senzing Zen
This blog will officially move to its new domain in a few days. The logo has been updated along with the header image. The website, www.senzingzen.com has the following meaning: The sensing and feeling of the energy and dynamism of Zen. In my recent studies of various philosophies and schools of thought, I keep coming…
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Searching and Finding
Surrounded by Zen and Buddhism magazines, books reviews, and the latest issue of Edge Magazine, I pause for a moment. What am I looking for? Is there a concrete reason all of these words, images, advice, poems, other peoples lives, surround me? What do I take from this? I continue my studies of Zen Master…
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Poem – Untitled
Heads bowed Silent words This connection We all share Fragile and tenuous Now rings an alarm Looking for strength And unity. In this dark hour We realize the thin thread Holding us up and together That is stretched at times And pulls us closer at others. The key to learning And moving beyond Is compassion…
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Observation this evening
We live near a short-term care facility and often see people in wheelchairs as family spends time with them and helps them to enjoy the outdoors, such as today. What I saw this evening, has caused me to step back a bit, and remember my grandmother. Seeing an individual with dementia, and those moments when…
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Poem – Death
This valley is filled with death. Take a step back… how did I get here? A few lifetimes ago, I came upon an ancient river flowing through Babylon and I drank from the waters, I drank so much that I fell into a deep sleep and just woke up 37 years ago. I am unsure…