Writing
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Sunday morning Dawns anew in the blue of my heart... more»
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this miro vault an offering of spring grass pig-hallowed & rabbit-holy divine, yet no place special... more»
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three nights in the Hurunui those were holy days for sure... more»
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'Tis easy, is it not, to allow those who walk halls of power... more»
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on the trail of window sills queen anne's lace stencils sun and shadow more»
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It's been a long time since this knee could bend... more»
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you draw pink and orange spring flowers kneeling on the concrete slab I experiment with charcoal sit on the cold glass table more»
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Focussed was I, on the pain of fiery rage I lost sight of fire's beauty... more»
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God said, 'I have Everything sorted' felt the download like an upload... more»
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try and describe the softest thing a tree's sheen of green in spring a cloud drifting - only blue behind - the breath of a new baby... more»
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sunless forests cut their losses that's them flouncing in pearl-soft cotton more»
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Stress and distress, crisis on crisis, mind, body and spirit cannot take much more... more»
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High classical trees that cool people who visit the science museum of Benjamin Franklin in the summer season and who loll on the grass with homeless people like lionesses while grand children play on the swans and the giant First Nation people at Logan Circle more»
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John's Gospel is famously unique for its seemingly 'loose' treatment of history.... more»
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I never knew my mother was a dancer and a lover... more»
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My mother used to say she didn't know why she carried me for nine months when my father could have
 spat me out in one day.
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...why did this speak to you? This stone, or shell, or piece of glass - its shimmer, shape or hue? more»
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this feast of joy is working hills and clouds and trees like me are celebrating more»
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...'But it is the year's shortest day when anything can happen, miracles 'not a problem'. more»
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Sundays at granny's - full of healing hospitality... more»
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'...soon it was all moving mountains from here to there more»
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I got my hair cut On Saturday felt I had a winner... more»
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the starry cathedral sky scattered sparks of desert sand merged into an orange molten hand fingers coloured the gleaming night... more»
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it's a dead tree talking warming the living saying love is complete... more»
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Darkened sky, torrential rain, roiling thunder exploding overhead, road corner flooding within minutes... more»