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Archive for March, 2010

poetry wednesday : what would happen if I treated everyone like I was in love with them, whether I like them or not

I Wonder I wonder what would happen if I treated everyone like I was in love with them, whether I like them or not and whether they respond or not and no matter what they say or do to me and even if I see things in them which are ugly twisted petty cruel vain deceitful indifferent, just accept all…
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found-art tuesday : treasures from her pocket

Tess likes rocks. She is enamored of them. We find them in all her pockets. A recent walk to the park yielded these. She carefully laid them all out for viewing. The one she is proudest of? "LOOK AT MY CRYSTAL!" she shouted, running toward me. She held a tiny dot of a piece of glass up just in front…
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mindful monday : simmering with patience

Simmering with Patience – Pema Chodron Excerpted from "The Answer to Anger & Aggression is Patience", Shambhala Sun, March 2005. "That’s what it’s like with aggression: you can’t speak because everyone will feel the vibes. No matter what is coming out of your mouth, it’s like you’re sitting on top of a keg of dynamite and it’s vibrating. Patience has…
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sunday sounds : this is the end of my life, but it’s not the end of my love.

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. -Eden Ahbez, "Nature Boy" (1948). Eva died yesterday morning at 9:30am. She posted this video message on February 11th when her death seemed imminent. It is not easy to watch, but important to watch. Would we could all face death with this spirit, from a…
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simple action saturday : say “Yes, let’s!”

"Come over around six," Lisa said.  David and I had just finished working with an amazing group of educators in Hastings, Nebraska, for two days. Lisa was one of them, the organizer of the event. "Around six, and we'll have some dinner with a few friends." We went back to our hotel rooms to crash for a while, and headed…
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thinking thursday.

Here I am, channeling Madonna as I provided the opening keynote at the recent American Counseling Association annual conference mind :: my brain and yours I love, LOVE the map of Europe. Experimental Cartography : The Map as Art. Texts without context. A fascinating read: “The Cult of the Amateur,” by Andrew Keen, argues that Web 2.0 is creating a…
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poetry wednesday : how does it feel to be dead?

She had legally changed her name to Ai, which means "love" in Japanese. Last week, she went into the hospital with what they thought was pneumonia. She died just three days later of advanced breast cancer. The poet Ai is remembered here. My thanks to poet Keith Flynn for pointing me to her. Conversation by Ai We smile at each…
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found-art tuesday : things are awaiting you

I rode in a car to the airport this morning and kissed Mr Brilliant goodbye. I boarded a toy plane and sat in an exit row aisle seat and flew to Atlanta. I walked to an underground train and took it to another terminal. I stood still while riding up a very tall escalator to the surface again and walked…
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I have fallen down on my job of poet stalker

Happy 69th Birthday today, poet Billy Collins. Over 50 people have emailed to tell me it's your birthday, so I think I've done an adequate job of stalking you in the past. Yes, indeed I have. Today, however, it slipped my mind. How is this possible?, you're wondering, there in your poet slippers worn down at the heel, peeling a…
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mindful monday : lose your grip

You lose your grip and then you slip, Into the masterpiece. -Leonard Cohen [image from here]