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Being reborn is simply listening with the heart
Bird Droppings May 14, 2025 Being reborn is simply listening with the heart So often in life, we hear words and rationalize those utterances, develop an opinion, and then logically state a response. I was sitting in a meeting after talking with my principal about next year, and being a retired part-timer, I am sort…
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Hunting for the right words on a spring morning
Bird Droppings April 28, 2025Hunting for the right words on a spring morning “The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart, head, and hands.” Robert M. Pirsig, American author Whether we are trying to offer a few words of condolence to friends whose loved ones have passed away or trying to…
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Occasionally, we need to learn again about the Rock and the Smoke, perhaps before it is too late
Bird Droppings April 8, 2025Occasionally, we need to learn again about the Rock and the Smoke, perhaps before it is too late Thinking back to my biology teaching days, high school students always ask questions about religion as we get into evolution. Occasionally, I get someone who wants to prove a point. A young lady…
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Can we find Truth in an untruthful world?
Bird Droppings March 27, 2025Can we find Truth in an untruthful world? For the third or fourth time, I reread “Every Day Is a Good Day: Reflections by Contemporary Indigenous Women” by the late Wilma Mankiller. Mankiller was the former Chief of the Cherokee Nation and a Native American Activist, author, lecturer, and a several-time…
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Children are being taught as they live.
Bird Droppings March 8, 2025Children are being taught as they live. It is a beautiful spring day outside and quiet after a crazy couple of days of severe weather. It seems the solitude of the country has changed rapidly over the past years. A developer bought our subdivision and has put up thirty more houses.…
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Religion is what you make of it.
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We need LOVE
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Reconciliation of trust
Bird Droppings January 20, 2025Reconciliation of trust I came upstairs to look at my photos this morning and to write a morning Birddroppings. I thought back a couple of years to get sidetracked talking with my wife; she was headed to a funeral in Dublin, Georgia, for her aunt, who had just passed away. Her…