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photo credit.. fineartamerica.com the week of thanksgiving has become a very strange time for me.  years of numbness have begun to...

The sweetness and the sorrow.Wish me luck, the same to you.But I can’t regretWhat I did for love, what I did for love.Look my eyes are...

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all...

with gratitude to ddmag.tumblr.com “One evening Milarepa returned to his cave after gathering firewood, only to find it filled with...