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Camino remember, you were given that nameevery day along the way, remember,you were greeted as such,and treated as such,and you needed no other name.…Pilgrim they called you,again and again,Pilgrim. David Whyte

Mindful Monday

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Paradoxically, we achieve true wholeness only by embracing our fragility and sometimes our brokenness. Wholeness is a natural radiance of Love, and Love demands that we allow the destruction of our old self… Continue reading

Weekly Round-Up

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T for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just […]

Poetry Friday

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A prayer for when we have come to the end of our own resources We struggle, we grow weary, we growtired.We are exhausted, we are distressed, we despair.We give up, we fall down,… Continue reading

Monday Motivation

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“Having courage does not mean that we are unafraid. Having courage and showing courage means we face our fears.” ― Maya Angelou

Weekly Round-Up

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T for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just […]

Poetry Friday

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The Bridge There are times in lifewhen we are called to be bridges,not a great monument spanning a distance and carrying loads of heavy trafficbut a simple bridgeto help one person from here… Continue reading

Mindful Monday

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Weekly Round-Up

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T for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which I’ve wanted to share with you. Don’t forget if you have written a post which you would like readers to see, just […]

Poetry Friday

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The Thing Is to love life, to love it evenwhen you have no stomach for itand everything you’ve held dearcrumbles like burnt paper in your hands,your throat filled with the silt of it.When… Continue reading