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Living a moment at a time
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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?
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Teaching today is tying a knot with only one hand.
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Listening to a five-note flute and thinking about friends and the word normal
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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
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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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The daily meanderings of a teacher 