These are my misplaced musings. I misplaced them quite a few years ago and now they are reappearing, like the ball point pens that suddenly reappear from between the sofa cushions, long after I've already bought more.
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homeopathy, my teacher, my friend.
we walk the soul together
turning over loyal stones of compassion
honest places of depth
daily we travel.
peace
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Our home generally has an air of anxiety and uneasiness. I am determined
to combat that. A few days at the beach was just the reset I needed. I
have ret...
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