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Circles

Sometimes we get so caught up in beginnings and endings, We forget that life is a circle.

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Look for Joy

There She was, Pointing the way…. Dancing and prancing… So filled with Joy It spilled over into everything… The world, so filled with sadness… Was suddenly reminded it was also brimming with Love, And Peace and Hope.

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Bones

We all seem to have bones to pick these days… Some we pick up, some we pick at… Some we share… . The little dog took the big dog’s bone, Then a dog friend came over, and took the big … Continue reading

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Resurrection 

At first it looked like two cats encircling their prey, Til I realized the cats were asleep, And the frog was dead… Handed a dustpan to move the corpse to a more lasting place of peace (This scene was in … Continue reading

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R’s

rest. recover. rejoice. Repeat.

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sunshine and light

The cat seeks the sunny spot. She sits in the light. simple. the Light is everywhere. go sit in it.

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grim

grim grey painful day. overcast skies can not prevent the  indoor sunshine in smiles.   today’s wisdom: if you can make someone happy, do it. today’s lesson: allow moments of happiness to happen. . nothing remains black or white

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perspectives

the spider was HUGE really? compared to what? . only your fear.  

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toys

Her face was white, Her fur was grey, well what was left of it… Her tail no longer a plume, but a whip with a tassel – yet still it waved in greeting to the person she could no longer … Continue reading

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Bowing: an invitation

Her tail was a flurry as she pounced down to pray…. oh you say? don’t i mean PLAY… perhaps it is you, who have lost your way… for in honest play who can deny the communion with the divine? To … Continue reading

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