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Shared Essay – The Conversation We Are Not Having
This is an essay from the Huffington Post by Taylor Brorby, titled “The Conversation We Are Not Having“, that I am including in it’s entirety. I normally keep this blog focused on writing and nature, and this fits within nature and the environment. It is about the Bakken oil fields in North Dakota and what…
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Belief
On this spring day with the tinge of winter, Easter is upon us. The cream corn casserole, a staple and tradition that my grandfather started and I humbly continue to prepare for the holidays, is in the oven and filling the house with memories. Leroy lays at my feet while I watch robins cling to…
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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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Back to writing
A lot in the world is going on, and many events or significant milestones have passed. Ideas and snippets pass through my mind like water, and it is difficult to choose which to fish out and write about. What kind of tone should I take, and what, at the end of the day, do I…
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Dear Mr. President
Now that the smoke has cleared and months of campaigning are over, it’s time to step back and figure out where we go from here. First, I did not vote for you, but congratulations. I mean that sincerely since there is only forward from here, and any anger and hostility must be put aside. I…
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Don’t forget your boots
The long walk through the valley overshadowed by the mountains. Don’t forget your boots. Sand upon sand the layered earth covers fragments, shells, and mines. Don’t forget your boots. I do not pretend to understand or relate I have not been there – I am here gazing at the stars washed in the moonlight filled…
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Gratitude
As I watch and with eyes closed, hear the rain falling, I am grateful that this land here is receiving nourishment. Not to be taken for granted, as other parts of our country are suffering. In my thoughts and with respect to the natural world we are guests within.
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Transition – Chaos
I have spent many hours the past few weeks, in quiet contemplation. Setting aside books, news, papers, pen; I allowed the environment, consisting of the wind, rain, snow, temperature, sun, moon, bird calls, raven squawk – any event to rummage around inside and surface an emotion or memory. Years have passed and some memories are…