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Posts Tagged ‘Earth’

number song by Paul McCartney

In Alberta, Body, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Canada, Edmonton, Emotion, Landscape, Learning, Lifestyle, Photography, Reflection, sloppy buddhist, Story, Truth, Women's independence, Words of music on 2013/12/25 at 14:00

according to Buddha

When you love someone, the best thing you can offer is your presence. How can you love if you are not there?”

hedy bach photography ~ me and my dog.

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the barking of a dog, 
the evening deepens and the grey
folds closer Earth to sky
and dream
and dream
i dream…

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Edmonton ~ Terwillegar Park ~ December 21st

Aemilia asteroid

In Age, Alberta, Art, Body, Books, Buddha, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Emotion, Feminisms, feminist theory, Landscape, Learning, Lifestyle, Music, Photography, Reflection, sloppy buddhist, Story, Travel, Truth, Women and Fiction, Women's independence, Words of music, Writing on 2013/02/24 at 10:00

according to Buddha

It is by adjusting the life force that healing must be brought about, and it is the sun as transformer and distributor of primal spiritual energy that must be utilized in this process, for life and the sun are so intimately connected.

hedy bach photography ~  alberta spaces ~ Devon, Alberta

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i had a dream that all of time was running dry
and life was like a comet falling from the sky…

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walking rural roads near of Devon, Alberta

average core body temperature

In Age, Art, Body, Buddha, Buddhist philosophical concepts, Emotion, Learning, Music, Photography, Story, Travel, Truth, Uncategorized, Writing on 2011/10/28 at 06:00

According to Buddha

Meditate. Live purely. Be quiet. Do your work with mastery. Like the moon, come out from behind the clouds! Shine. 

on the other side

somewhere, behind the green door

i hear a whispering turn of words

‘the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence’

…imagine always…always…always greener…

i wonder how green the green grass is on the other side of the green door

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