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Rain On Pine Needles

Winter Landscapes: Being with Trees

“Having a landscape to oneself is an exclusive pleasure. Many of us stumble upon this by surprise. Suddenly it is there -unshared, solitary. One may well experience a reckless moment of freedom, a penetrating moment of understanding. A meaning that…

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Night Winter Sky

Winter’s Cloak

Poem shared at the opening of December 8th's Second Sunday Sit  - Winter’s Cloak by Joyce Rupp. (Rupp is a writer as well as Co-Director of the Institute of Compassionate Presence.) Winter's Cloak by Joyce Rupp This year I do…

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