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MaryAb
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Gazing at Light
In the days following my writing about my granddaughter’s wonder, an image came back to me with some insistence – a memory from over 14...
Gazing at Rain
Six months into this world, her eyes widen and fix on the sight of heavy rain falling in front of her. What is this? No...
The Importance of Friends
I have recently been reflecting on and writing about my experiences during the pandemic – ways in which it pushed me to a sense of...
Home in the Unknown
It is now a year since I wrote my first post on the theme of At The Edge. Last month I presented the poems from...
The Edge of Change
I attend a weekly Qigong class. Qigong has become seamlessly interwoven into my other practices of Buddhist meditation and Amerta movement to enable me to...
Thistle Heart
At the edge of the path, rising up from cracked, dry ground, a musk thistle is calling. As is my habit, I stop for a...
Entanglement
The Edge of Entanglement Entanglement The Joy of Entanglement I step into the place at the edge of the woods and climb up into...