Western Cape, South Africa: by Annaliese Allen
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“What do you do in your private life when we’re not together?” Cody asked. “What kind of a question is that?” Don replied, glancing away. “I want to understand who you are in your private life, Don. Not the you I already know. The you in your secret alone-time. What do you think? What do
The sun crested the horizon and burned the mist from the water. Helen sat at her writing desk and stared out the window at the calm sea. She hadn’t missed her morning swim all summer, and she liked these conditions. She wanted to feel the cool salty water against her skin. She finished the letter
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My visit to the Great Stupa of Dharmakaya in the Colorado mountains was, by design, an unresearched event. I wanted to experience the visit with no preconceived notions. So, on the way from Walden to Ft. Collins, I turned left at a little roadside community called Rustic and drove up a steep, windy washboard road
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Belief and judgment are just ideas bouncing around in our heads. They’re not right or true, but they do often act like resentful children repeating the same mistakes over and over without ever realizing it.
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Aaron stared out the window of the helicopter at Cathedral Rock and wondered if he and the pilot would reach Sedona Airport before the storm. He knew the risk, but he didn’t care. His father Jim was deteriorating from Dementia and Parkinson’s in an assisted living home. He would argue with Fidel Castro at church