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There are moments in life…so precious…so tender…so achingly sweet…words cannot express. Dashiell Henry was born on March 7. He lives in Los Angeles. I live in New York. I am his Nana and it is unbearable to spend time away from him.

I’ve been in LA now for ten days. Timeless time…basking in his beingness. His buttery skin, his new baby smell, his smiles, his crumpley face before he cries, his amazing repetoire of facial expressions. I can’t imagine going back to New York!


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Sunday was Ethan’s birthday. Hard to believe that he is three years old already!

Love that chocolate mousse cake!

…And my new toys…

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Love all Creation.
The whole of it and every grain of sand.
Love every leaf,
Every ray of God’s light.
Love the animals.
Love the plants.
Love everything.
If you love everything,
You will perceive
The divine mystery in things.
And once you have perceived it,
You will begin to comprehend it ceaselessly,
More and more every day.
And you will at last come to love the whole world,
With an abiding universal love.

– FYODOR DOSTOYEVSKY –

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Observe the wonders as they occur
Around you. Don’t claim them.
Feel the artistry moving through,
And be silent.

– RUMI –

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THE RAILWAY CHILDREN

When we climbed the slopes of the cutting
We were eye-level with the white cups
Of the telegraph poles and the sizzling wires.
Like lovely freehand they curved for miles
East and miles west beyond us, sagging
Under their burden of swallows.
We were small and thought we knew nothing
Worth knowing. We thought words travelled the wires
In the shiny pouches of raindrops,
Each one seeded full with the light
Of the sky, the gleam of the lines, and ourselves
So infinitesimally scaled
We could stream through the eye of a needle.

– SEAMUS HEANEY –

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GATHA ON IMPERMANENCE

The day is now ended.
Our lives are shorter.
Now we look carefully.
What have we done?

…with all of our heart,
let us be diligent,
engaging in the practice.
Let us live deeply,
free from afflictions,
aware of impermanence
so that life does not
drift away without meaning.

– PLUM VILLAGE CHANTING AND RECITATION BOOK –

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