Mindfulness Bloopers and Playmind

A note from Carl: Good morning! Ok, I need to jump right into a Mary poem, as this line just called out to me this morning: Listen, everyone has a chance. Is it spring, is it morning? Are there trees near you, and does your own soul need comforting? Quick, then––open the door and fly…

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Following Your Thread

  A note from Carl: A poem that I return to most frequently is this beauty from William Stafford: The Way It Is There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. But it is hard for…

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The Cost of Being Tutored by Life

Good day! I woke up today pondering the Grief Tending Ritual my friend, Kinde Nebeker, and I are hosting at Great Salt Lake, likely in the rain, tonight, with an amused sense of “Wow. I never expected to be doing this. And yet, how perfect.” As I buzzed my coffee beans in the dark and quiet morning, with the…

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