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Healing
I am ill because of wounds to the soul.
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Breaking Up
Without psychological separation, we don’t know where we end and the other person begins. Our projections veil the reality of things until we withdraw them and set ourselves and others free.
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Letting Go
When the basis of one or more habits decays or disappears, we discover we don’t know who we are any more.
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Hour of Lead
Unfortunately, we don’t get to choose the means of our transitions and transformations. What changes us is proportionate to our own nature.
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Saturday Morning
Wouldn’t it be nice if things just took care of themselves, did their jobs, worked as programmed? Wouldn’t it be nice if things just went as planned?
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The Hidden Seed
Devastating losses in the temporal world have led to corresponding psychological losses, so that a person experiences a state of nearly complete loss of ego identity and identification with the material world.
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Things Fall Apart
If you have ever lost anything of great substance, ever experienced the dissolution of an important relationship or the death of a beloved, you’ve known what it is to sink to your lowest point.
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Flannel Shirt
The flannel shirts I’ve seen on my husband and on working men in my dreams are speaking. I see the flannel shirt. I can feel its fabric in my hands, and I’m driving down the street in the rain and suddenly I’m crying. I can’t stop the tears.
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Fear is the Mind-Killer
Now that I have been a widow for a year and a half, I’ve been reminded yet again about how fragile life is, and more specifically how fragile I am. I am a limited resource, living on limited resources.
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Perspective
Last week, I accompanied my son to the United States Naval Academy at Annapolis, Maryland, where he’ll experience what’s known as “plebe summer,” an intense and grueling introduction to military life that precedes the academic year. We walked across the still campus together at 6:00 a.m., for he had been ordered to report for his…
The Third Eve 