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There’s No Before Cancer
There’s No Before Cancer Surgery or chemo does not mark the beginning of the fight against cancer. Human immune systems routinely eliminate up to a million traitorous cancer cells everyday. You have always been fighting cancer and, up until recently, … Continue reading
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The Grammar of Juggling
The Grammar of Juggling What started with a few smooth stones, expanded: backwards, inside out, with more and fewer stones; gathering nuts from the eucalypts, immigrants now natives. They lack gravitas. They wander in the breeze off the fog, though … Continue reading
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By the Rivers of Babylon
I’ve lived in Austin for 18 years but still don’t feel quite at home here. I grew up all over North America, but mostly in Marin County, just north of San Francisco. It has changed and I can’t afford to … Continue reading
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Thanks
I have made it to the two year mark, thankful. I made it with a wife who was the light out of the dark place where I was not sure I could go on. The chem doctor says “Two years … Continue reading
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Day’s Lesson
At bed time say, “Here end’th the day’s lesson.” Sleep, knowing you passed the day’s test. And the dream people may come with a review, a commentary, and hidden deep within the ordinariness, the way forward.
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Charge to the Seeker
If when you go into the desert into the sweat lodge on a vision quest to drum or dance for days on pilgrimage to a far, distant shrine And encounter the Sacred, receive a word, a vision face to face … Continue reading
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Pilgrim to an Unknown Shrine
Walking, staff at hand, on pilgrimage to an unknown shrine. Each fork I ask, “Are you it?” Looking out the night window, I see the wrong landscape. No idea what’s right, but that isn’t it. “God said unto Abram, ‘Get … Continue reading
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