life
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Hello darkness, my old friend. I wrote in the first line of my journal this morning, as if I was channelling the ghost of Simon and Garfunkel and trying desperately not to rewrite the song as the outpouring of what I was feeling. I wanted a unique feeling. Not some old crooners giving it some…
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Hidden from sight, The bird shared its song. Melody of wonderment, Melody of presence, Delight sharing in Sound alone. I couldnt see (the bird) It was only heard. Presence hidden, Shrouded, Behind the greenery of a summer filled tree Hiding itself, Came natures voice. I wanted to see, I wanted to know What is your…
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There will come a day when you stop believing in your own smallness. The great collusion is over.
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Reflecting on bird watching and the importance of embracing quiet moments. These pauses allow for deeper connection with nature, thoughts, and the divine, revealing profound joy and unity.
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A little story of peace finding.
James Ballantyne 