Tag Archives: Mindworks

Unintended Journeys #1

Posted on January 21, 2025 by randomyriad

One Afternoon in January I locked my keys in when I took out the trash and had to walk the chilly half mile Under an endless blue sky to work where my spare keys are kept, I came back by … Continue reading →

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Of the Fall and Falling and the Fallen

Posted on November 20, 2024 by randomyriad

If we can travel with our eyes wide open in the searing wind and churning flood of human activity, we can at times glimpse hopeful and useful signs as they bubble up from the chaos, but only if we can … Continue reading →

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Sunshine Spider Webs and Udergrowth

Posted on August 30, 2024 by randomyriad
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Attention + Focus + Time = Enchanted Awareness II

Posted on August 29, 2024 by randomyriad

A Close Examination of the Living Forrest Floor I took my time, looking down as I walked, looking for the salamander I had seen on my last walk here. No newt appeared, but as I continued to stop and examine … Continue reading →

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Attention + Focus + Time = Enchanted Awareness

Posted on August 27, 2024 by randomyriad

“Tree” It is foolishto let a young redwoodgrow next to a house. Even in this one lifetime,you will have to choose. That great calm being,this clutter of soup pots and books– Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.Softly, calmly, immensity … Continue reading →

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