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on these alongside

Two days ago I returned from a trip to find a small mouse floating in the toilet, a first in my 22 years in this house. Mildly annoyed with myself …

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on fall

In my neck of this world, these are the dying days, the turnings from warm, sunny summer to the departures and harvestings of fall. Every critter hereabouts, myself included, is …

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on earth

To be granted the privilege of aging another whole year in a day (otherwise styled as an anniversary of one’s birth) has always seemed a signal miracle to me. My …

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on being anyway

At birth, we’re set loose in our dreams and visions and doings, bringing the world into being alongside myriad other beings and anew every day, whether we know it or …

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on the stillness in chaos

In the quiet moments of hurry-burly days—those flashes of time that bend time itself but do not stop its journey—there is a reckoning beneath the hurries, beneath the burlies, beneath …