Monthly Archives: September 2012

Late summer Willamette

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The lens through which I see

When you do things from your soul you feel a river moving in you, a joy. ~ Rumi A good friend and I talked about my blog last week. He complained (or at least it felt like a complaint) that … Continue reading

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Brokenhearted

Slipped down to the river before supper with my binoculars and camera to see what I could see. What’s on my mind are two things: One, a book I’m reading by Parker Palmer entitled “Healing the Heart of Democracy: The … Continue reading

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Precarious

Strolled down to the river after lunch today, enjoying the heat soaking into my old bones. Sunlight on the water sparkled; the river rushed in a big hurry south to Oregon City, as if it never had any intention of … Continue reading

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