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The Lie said to the Truth, "Let's take a bath together, the well water is very nice.
The Truth, still suspicious, tested the water and found out it really was nice. So they got naked and bathed.
But suddenly, the Lie leapt out of the water and fl

throw away the idea
that healing is forgetting

the real result is no longer
reacting to old triggers
with the same intensity as before

the memories are still there
but they do not have
the same power over your mind

~ Yung Pueblo

Art by Elean

Late in May as the light lengthens
toward summer the young goldfinches
flutter down through the day for the first time
to find themselves among fallen petals
cradling their day’s colors in the day’s shadows
of the garden beside the old house
after

'Tis May, the elfish maiden,
the daughter of the Spring,
Upon whose birthday morning
the birds delight to sing.

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~ Robert Fuller Murray
Art: Florence Harrison

"These hands deserve so much respect.

Hands that worked the land from sunrise to sunset. Women and men who, with a small piece of orchard, managed to cultivate it and to support their children, working seasonally without caring about the type of work

“One of the most beautiful gifts in the world is the gift of encouragement.

When someone encourages you, that person helps you over a threshold you might otherwise never have crossed on your own. There are times of great uncertainty in every life. Le

"Every relationship you make, you’ll have to show readiness to adjust and make adaptations.
Remember, you can always come home.
You will go home again when the world knocks you down — or when you fall down in full view of the world. But only for t

"In mythos and fairy tales, deities and other great spirits test the hearts of humans by showing up in various forms that disguise their divinity. They show up in robes, rags, silver sashes, or with muddy feet. They show up with skin dark as old w

Each day is born with a sunrise
and ends in a sunset, the same way we
open our eyes to see the light,
and close them to hear the dark.
You have no control over
how your story begins or ends.
But by now, you should know that
all things have an ending.
Ever

May you be blessed with good friends.
May you learn to be a good friend to yourself.
May you be able to journey to that place in your soul where there is great love, warmth, feeling, and forgiveness.
May this change you.
May it transfigure that whi

“A bit of earth,
She wants a little bit of earth.
She'll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow,
The flowers bloom
Their beauty just the thing she needs.

A bit of earth,
A drop of dew,
A bit of earth
A single stem begins to rise.

That bit of earth

Although I love flowers very much, I won’t see them when I’m gone. So in lieu of flowers:

Buy a book of poetry written by someone still alive, sit outside with a cup of tea, a glass of wine, and read it out loud, by yourself or to someone, or sile

On fairy tales -

'The child intuitively comprehends that although these stories are unreal, they are not untrue ...

For those who immerse themselves in what the fairy tale has to communicate, it becomes a deep, quiet pool which at first seems to ref

Let’s never be “out of the woods”

"I feel a little alarmed when it happens that I have walked a mile into the woods bodily, without getting there in spirit. I would fain forget all my morning’s occupation—my obligations to society. But sometimes i

Background Listening - by Jean Klein

Jean Klein was a French author, spiritual teacher and philosopher of Advaita Vedanta (Nonduality).

Very often when you listen to something, you emphasize the object. There is still an action; there is still eccentri

I am a creature of the Fey

I am a creature of the Fey
Prepare to give your soul away
My spell is passion and it is art
My song can bind a human heart
And if you chance to know my face
My hold shall be your last embrace.

I shall be thy lover...

I am unl

The legend of Narcissus

The alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus.

The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to con

“To be detached from the world, (in the sense that Buddhist and Taoists and Hindus often talk about detachment), does not mean to be non-participative. By that I don't mean that you just go through doing everything mechanically and have your thought

Sleeping in the Forest
— Mary Oliver

I thought the earth
remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white

The Fairy Shepherd
by Cicely Fox Smith

When stars come gleaming one by one,
And fold and farm are still,
O I go out to keep the sheep
All night upon the hill.
My master deems me chill and cold
When he lies warm in bed,

But I run leaping with my flock,
And l