This morning I am sitting in my comfortable chair and sipping my morning coffee, strong and creamy, as I write this blog. I do not usually write at 8:00 am but I was awake very early and this has been on my mind for a few days. Some of what I am about to writeContinue reading “Can the Devil Read My Mind?”
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One thing I loved about my apartment was the tiny balcony off of my bedroom and the lush, green tree that shaded it. I soon discovered that dozens (seemed like hundreds) of Indian grey-necked crows lived in that tree. They were beautiful, raven black with a royal silver necklace. They were noisy (There was literallyContinue reading “The Crow Who Loved Me”
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a tribute to fathers We hopped into the family car and headed to the lake while my mother stayed at our campsite to prepare the evening meal on a green Coleman camp stove. I had been begging my father to teach me to fish and my preschool excitement was bubbling over. Daddy pulled out twoContinue reading “The Man Who Taught Me to Fish”
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It was a chilly Himalayan morning in Tatopani, a Himalayan village in northern Nepal on the border with the Tibet Autonomous Region. It was also one of the most meaningful days of my life. The humidity in the mountains drove the cold straight to the bone. Decked out in my trekking gear I sat withContinue reading “Butter Tea with a Monk”
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Since I was about eight years old I have dreamed of visiting Bali. (Strange I know but that is another story.) I often daydreamed of the white beaches bordered with palm trees, the sound and smell of ocean waves lapping against the shore, but especially of the mysterious mountain that I imagined loomed over her.Continue reading “The Portrait in My Cup”
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Coffee, Tea, and Reverie 