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A Monday meander

After the rain.
After the rain.

We began as a mineral.  We emerged into plant life
and into the animal state. Then into being human,
and always we have forgotten our former states,
except in early spring when we almost
remember being green again.

~ Rumi, excerpted from Evolutionary Intelligence

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Rainy day meditation

Ripples and reflections
Ripples and reflections

If you feel lost, disappointed, hesitant, or weak, return to yourself, to who you are, here and now and when you get there, you will discover yourself, like a lotus flower in full bloom, even in a muddy pond, beautiful and strong.

~ Masaru Emoto

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The Festivus Flamingo
The Festivus Flamingo

Frank:  Many Christmases ago, I went to buy a doll for my son.  I reach for the last one they had — but so did another man.  As I rained blows upon him, I realized there had to be another way!

Kramer:  What happened to the doll?

Frank:  It was destroyed.  But out of that, a new holiday was born.  A Festivus for the rest of us!

~ From the 166th episode of “Seinfeld”

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The Great Blue Heron at dusk.
The Great Blue Heron at dusk.

The pale stars were sliding into their places.  The whispering of the leaves was almost hushed.  All about them it was still and shadowy and sweet.  It was that wonderful moment when, for lack of a visible horizon, the not yet darkened world seems infinitely greater — a moment when anything can happen, anything be believed in.

~ Olivia Howard Dunbar, The Shell of Sense