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Those who are awake live in a state of constant amazement. Buddha If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change. Buddha A fellow diarist once wrote t...

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I have reached a state in life where the major lessons have been presented to me and mostly learned. Now is the time to think about what life has meant from all that I have done and experienced...

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Yesterday afternoon on a perfect Spring day in March, I decided to park my car in my old neighborhood and walk to King Street and visit the Preservation Society book and gift shop downtown. O...

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I’m back in the Memory Vault, reading essays I wrote many years ago. This one brought back both dreadful and bittersweet memories of a year and time that marked a new beginning after my second ...

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Walking through the world in the way I choose—by which I mean, with attention, by which I mean, leisurely—has given me a great many things, such as life itself, the ability to go on, the ability...

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Handwritten journal entry, Fall 1986: Relaxed this afternoon in the shade of a sandbar beside Black Creek. The stream flowed by as moving leaves on the surface marked its passage. The water le...

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Back in the 1980s when I was traveling around the country every year like a nomad or Gypsy, I crossed Nebraska several times and always marveled at it’s wide open spaces, hilly Sandhills grassla...

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Writing is the axe that breaks the frozen sea within. Kafka Journals hint at what’s long been hidden under the ice. They shimmer with patterns of longing, secrets, untold stories. The diarist...

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You know how there are little tokens, icons, “things” which people buy on a whim or pick up at souvenir and gift shops? Some people have frog collections with cupboards and china cases full of t...

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The secret of contentment is knowing how to enjoy what you have, and to be able to lose all desire for things beyond your reach. Lin Yutang,
Chinese writer,
1895-1976 Years ago when I had no ...

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Sometimes I really understand why the ocean is such a magnet to me. It is the lure of the horizon, coming to the end of the road, stopping, getting out of the car and making your way to the edge...

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People will often enter into the compulsive pursuit of ego gratification and things to identify with in order to fill the hole they feel within. So they strive after possessions, money, succ...

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The world has never been as close to going to hell in a hand basket as it is today. Never in the history of humanity have we been so close to planetary catastrophe… Bernardo Kastrup To outsi...

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The twilight was blurred and soft. Supper was almost ready, and the smell of cabbage floated to them from the open hall. All of them were together except Hazel, who would not come home from ...

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I’ll never forget many details of my senior year in college. I was finishing up an English degree at the University of New Orleans. Prior to the start of classes in the fall of 1972, I found m...

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When I saw that old man running in the park, and then the old woman walking by with her stick, I couldnt even look up at her. She was a clear-eyed apparition, And I was wide awake With ca...

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…Live for what the day has to offer, not what yesterday has taken away. Author not known If you live in one place long enough, you begin to lose the defenses you’re erected in order to surviv...

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One day the sun shall shine…into our minds and hearts, and light up our whole lives with a great awakening light, as warm and serene and golden as a bankside in autumn. Henry David Thoreau Ther...

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Sometimes our light goes out but is blown again into flame by an encounter with another human being. Each of us owes the deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this inner light. Albert Schw...

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The leaves fall, fall as from far, Like distant gardens withered in the heavens; They fall with slow and lingering descent. And in the nights the heavy Earth, too, falls From out the stars into ...

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This entry is going to take me back almost more than 50 years to my high school days in New Orleans. I am not sure why, at this time, the particular person I am going to write about, or the pain...

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We are legion. For some of us YouTube is IT! We’ve arrived at the one destination on the Internet that has it all. Its vast riches are there for the taking. Naturally, there’s a lot of junk...

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Twenty-five years ago in my journal, I wrote this about a conversation with a co-worker: Someone, oh so gently, implied recently that perhaps I dwell a bit too much in the past, and that is an ...

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Photography is my passion in life. I have always, since I was a kid growing up in the suburbs of New Orleans, taken photographs. This includes taking all my own photos during the years I worke...

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The world is too much with us… William Wordsworth The past month has been very stressful. The burdens of the world seem to oppress and overwhelm me. Now more than ever I rely on the nature s...

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