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"We have recognized ourselves in the stranger," writes Joseph Dispenza in The Way of the Traveler. "Now we move to take what we first saw as foreign in the stranger and to make these things part of the familiar. When we incorporate the truths we have discovered, we transform ourselves. We are renewed. But how do we accomplish this?"
This morning, greeting a friend and neighbor as we walked to the community barn, I thought of what Joseph Dispenza's asked us.
Posted by Page Lambert on May 8, 2012 at 12:18pm
Ode to an Eaglet June 2011, Wyoming
I saw your nest high above the Wyoming fields. Your mother resplendent and perched over your still live sibling, now the sole heir to her nest, her food, her beak.
You lie still amidst the prairie grasses in a secluded spot where post and wire dissect the fields in moist pools from overflowing spring melt river banks and the toil of beavers.
Now your small wheat colored corpses lies with its…Continue
Posted by candy jones on June 17, 2011 at 10:11pm
We walk along the high altitude timber trail passing tall stands of Aspen with florescent green leaves unfurling into spring. We come upon four fallen Aspen their wide trunks crossing our way, ..creamy white and black striped bark like animal skin.
Our riding boots and chaps swish along the grass filled lane dressed with fresh dung droppings. I raise my eyes across the horizon in search of silent standing elk. I breathe.
Red willow branches stretch alongside bright…
Posted by Page Lambert on June 6, 2011 at 8:27am
by Page Lambert Added August 20, 2012 at 7:52am