Monthly Archives: August 2009

walking

“We never really encounter our world, all we experience is our own nervous system” I have walked many miles in the last week. Luka hasn’t had this much exercise in a awhile. I cannot help myself. For the last week I have taken two walks a day…each hours long. There is no point to them […]

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"You should…"

what I lack in ambition I make up for in self loathing

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What may seem….

“You never step in the same river twice.” Heraclitus of Ephesus

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Bridal Veil

Went on a hike in the gorge today…a very small one after a long drive. I’ve walked a lot this week, and needed to cover a distance my feet wouldn’t take me alone. It’s been a troubling week. The truth is, it’s been a long summer. Seems I am waiting for summer to end like […]

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life

“There is love of course. And then there’s life, its enemy” ……Jean Anouilh It is not that I had lost my intuition I had just chosen not to listen to it I might take some time to understand why that was so

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Luka

I hate putting a collar and a leash on Luka…it feels like a betrayal.

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the truth

It is easier for me to hear to the truth, even when it is painful, than it is to hear a lie. And yet I struggle when I must tell the truth when I fear that I might hurt another’s feeling. I wish that life was easier…

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wide open spaces of possibility

clash with the cramped corners of my small brain…. “Smart people make really stupid decisions all the time.” overheard at the taqueria yesterday I wish it were possible to make plans and then immediately see the outcome of them BEFORE the plans took place. Of course that’s not possible…but wouldn’t it be nice? I often […]

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Simplicity

“Riches prick us with a thousand troubles in getting them, as many cares in preserving them, and yet more anxiety in spending them, and with grief losing them.” St. Francis I’m working towards having less. It’s so much easier when there is less to take care of. Today my niece came and cleared out of […]

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Rain

I hear the rain against the bamboo leaves and remember the forest deep in Manoa Valley where bamboo grows so wide my hands cannot reach around and the sound of wind moving through them wakens even the oldest of spirits I hear the rain and remember too the walk to the U … bare footed […]

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