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Looking for a window can be a chore if you do not know where to look.
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Solitude is within one’s soul and heart.
Bird Droppings January 6, 2024Solitude 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, driving in…
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I am sitting by my computer, thinking of a circle.
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A chill in the air but not in the heart
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Have we sold our souls for a few trinkets, or don’t want to die in Georgia?
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Can we use the word sacred truthfully, or is it purely mythical?
Bird Droppings November 25, 2024Can we use the word sacred truthfully, or is it purely mythical? “Teachers who do not take their own education seriously, who do not study, who make little effort to keep abreast of events have no moral authority to coordinate the activities of the classroom.” Paulo Freire, Pedagogy of freedom I…
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Foxfire is a name for a fungus glowing in the dark until you wander up Black Rock Mountain in Rabun County, Georgia, and find it is so much more.
Bird Droppings October 29, 2024Foxfire is a name for a fungus glowing in the dark until you wander up Black Rock Mountain in Rabun County, Georgia, and find it is so much more. A few weeks back, I was involved in another synchronous adventure, as I am daily. I have been thinking about it ever since.…
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To think, or at least try this morning, my brain is foggy.
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I was eating some leftover chicken and rice casserole with broccoli and thinking about the circle of life.
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Finding and examining the threads of life
Bird Droppings September 24, 2024 Finding and examining the threads of life I have used this quote many times, and each time, it sinks deeper into my soul. I walked out a few minutes ago, looking at the Joro webs and photographing the spiders. Each web was unique, yet its aspects were identical. On a…
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The daily meanderings of a teacher 