Tag: death
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Do you Remember?
Do you remember?There was no sadness then.The world was wide, endless, filled with only now.Did you trust?Yes, I trusted the presence. I felt it in the wind, moving through the trees.It whispered through the branches,sang hymns in my head at bedtime.It warmed my skin in the golden light.It was always there. I was a child…
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Morning Coffee Talk~ 5/365
Morning Coffee talk~ 5/365 ‘The Future’: It keeps us up at night and occupies our thoughts at times, doesn’t it? We have this illusion that we can control the outcome of the next moment with our actions, and yes we can to some extent, but so many times life throws you a curve ball and…
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Morning Coffee Talk~2/365
This morning I woke up with thoughts of ‘repetition’. How life here on this spinning planet demonstrates this continuously, from the sun rising daily, to our constant heartbeat, the seasons, our in-breath and out-breath, day and night,… it’s all around us. I will share a short writing from a few weeks ago: We, humans are…
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On Possession~
Possessions: What do we really, truly possess? We think of possessions as things we plan and hope on keeping permanently, and the more we have the more we want to collect. But in the end, does it really matter? Maybe we can call them temporary belongings, because that is all they are. When we leave…
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The things we don’t talk about~
We get so busy with life that we ignore death. We celebrate distractions, the things that make us avoid the question of our own mortality on this planet and all the time treating something as natural as death as we would an avoidable inconvenience. I wonder if this great fear stems from our lack of…
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Life Had Other Plans in Store
We find ourselves on a planet of duality; where there is day, there is also night; we wake up only to then sleep; we feel happiness only to be followed by sadness; and where there is life, there most certainly will be death. And we feel that life is sometimes unfair, unjust and we wonder…
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the never ending flow
They come and they go, the are born, they grow, they get old, they die, some say they are reborn, to live again, to age again and to die again. This begs the most obvious and age old question: “why are we here?”
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Day 24~ August 24th~ Boracay
River salmon has a very strange life pattern. It hatches upstream, swims downstream towards the ocean, matures downstream and then swims back upstream against all odds and strong currents, struggling and even jumping up waterfalls to make it back to the place where its life originated and eventually die there. I wonder if that’s the…
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Day 7~ July 7th~ Veitnam
Aging is the celebration of us escaping death. Why does it scare us so much? Is the fact that we are nearing death? photo: old woman in Hanoi