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Within the circle of life, infinity exists
Bird Droppings November 19, 2025 Within the circle of life, infinity exists I had a doctor’s appointment first thing this morning, and, as usual, I had Carlos Nakai playing on my radio as I drove. There is something about his calming music that, for me, is almost meditative. Over the past few days, I had…
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As I get older, each day becomes special, whether I’m playing with grandkids or speaking with my wife and my sons. I cherish each moment of the journey.
Bird Droppings October 27, 2025 As I get older, each day becomes special, whether I’m playing with grandkids or speaking with my wife and my sons. I cherish each moment of the journey. My mother’s spirit passed on several years ago. My father was several years before her. She went to sleep and moved on…
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Listening to a five-note flute and pondering at a Honda dealer, and always synchronicity.
Bird Droppings October 22, 2025Listening to a five-note flute and pondering at a Honda dealer, and always synchronicity. I arise relatively early, even on my days off from my part-time teaching, and try to do some serious writing. Each morning, I go chasing sunrises. I am up at my corner store for conversation and to…
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Who would have thought of a buffalo snort in the dark?
Bird Droppings October 16, 2025Who would have thought of a buffalo snort in the dark? “Life is no brief candle to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got a hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to…
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Teaching today is tying a knot with only one hand.
Bird Droppings October 8, 2025Teaching today is tying a knot with only one hand. It was a Saturday morning a few years back, and no one else was up but me. I was about to go out and wander in the darkness for a bit, and remembered the cast on my leg. I did stay…
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Listening to a five-note flute and thinking about friends and the word normal
Bird Droppings September 22, 2025 Listening to a five-note flute and thinking about friends and the word normal I find it hard to believe it is fall, although you can feel it in the air. The chill perhaps got me thinking back about eight years ago, I was fishing with my grandson at the Atlanta…
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Solitude is within one’s soul and heart.
Bird Droppings September 16, 2025 Solitude is within one’s soul and heart. On most mornings, I venture out to take photos of the sunrise animals I encounter and old buildings I find along the way. I write about synchronicity daily and often comment on the events in my life that are synchronous. This morning, my…
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Just an observation, or am I seeing something totally different than you
Bird Droppings September 14, 2025Just an observation, or am I seeing something totally different than you “I am that I am”. I read that somewhere many years ago, a simple definition of someone. As I look at its simplicity, are we not all who we are? I grew up in a middle-class family first in…
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Bird Droppings September 7, 2025An epiphany of sorts on a moonlit September morning I spent the better part of yesterday avoiding any direction, so intent on the moment I was missing cues to the past and future. It was five years ago that our neighborhood changed. On top of everything, I was worn out from…
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Being reborn so often takes a religious twist. I see it as listening with the heart.
Bird Droppings August 29, 2025 Being reborn so often takes a religious twist. I see it as listening with the heart. So often in life, we hear words, rationalize those utterances, develop an opinion, and then logically state a response. I returned to a conversation discussing existentialism with my granddaughter one night nearly eleven years…
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The daily meanderings of a teacher 