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May 2018
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River passing, watching what arises, not getting swept downstream on rafts of pleasant, unpleasant, and neutral |
| 5.1.2018 | |
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Are we not just like molecules in ocean water, circulated through waves, thinking 'how grand,' until the wave passes? |
| 5.2.2018 | |
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Hardwoods patiently awaiting their leaves |
| 5.3.2018 | |
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Whirlwind city trip seeing student projects, galleries, and lots of new construction. |
| 5.4.2018 | |
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What resides inside we cannot hide |
| 5.5.2018 | |
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When the seed opens, what new world awaits? |
| 5.6.2018 | |
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| 5.7.2018 | |
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"Nature's first green is gold" -Robert Frost |
| 5.8.2018 | |
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The space between |
| 5.9.2018 | |
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| 5.10.2018 | |
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The trajectory of a single photon, launched from a star, bent by gravity, arising now, a sensation of color |
| 5.11.2018 | |
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| 5.12.2018 | |
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| 5.13.2018 | |
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Star to retina as far as retina to mind |
| 5.14.2018 | |
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A sudden storm |
| 5.15.2018 | |
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Everything we see is the play of our own mind. The only thing we see is the play of our own mind. |
| 5.16.2018 | |
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An open cycle entering dimensional space |
| 5.17.2018 | |
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Finding a place to settle, the cycle is a home |
| 5.18.2018 | |
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| 5.19.2018 | |
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That part inside of us that opens to the world |
| 5.20.2018 | |
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| 5.21.2018 | |
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| 5.22.2018 | |
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Energy begins to concentrate |
| 5.23.2018 | |
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| 5.25.2018 | |
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Turning toward summer |
| 5.26.2018 | |
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Passing storm |
| 5.27.2018 | |
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| 5.28.2018 | |
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In the heat of the day, when space opens and time stops, one breath encompasses |
| 5.29.2018 | |
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What astonishes me is that our minds perceive it as whole |
| 5.30.2018 | |
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| 5.31.2018 | |