Tag: environment
group name: paganhearth
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August 07, 2007 06:28 PM EDT --
The Storm
one hot and stuffy morning
we were waiting for the rain
to end the opressive heat wave
to bring some relief again
while the sun shines bright
with the humidity so high
the haze lingers in . . . more
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March 14, 2007 03:29 PM EDT --
The metaphysical part of me has that third eye to see the morning sun hits my face I begin the day full of grace With the grass, full of dew there is always something new a hand to hold, a heart to touch . . . more
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March 17, 2007 11:15 PM EDT --
Upon a clover I must gaze
through this wonderous morning haze
A fleeting glimpse into my Irish roots
sprinkles of dew upon my boots
Wool mittens on my hands
Wonder where all this stands
Give me . . . more
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March 20, 2007 02:50 PM EDT --
This is my life, let it be
Something escapes inside of me
The gremlin shows his ugly face
Invades my condescending space
Barely gives me a breath of life
Cuts through like the sharpest knife
A miracle . . . more
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May 11, 2007 11:35 PM EDT --
In the Old Testament, He presents as a loud, Warrior King Who has chosen a nation for His own.
In the New Testament, except for a very few instances, He is the peaceful Lily Poet Who chooses individuals . . . more
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April 19, 2007 07:36 AM EDT --
I used to think my husband was mad. He started recycling everything and saved some really silly stuff. I understand now why he does what he does. We have been recycling things for many years now and I . . . more
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March 21, 2007 10:47 PM EDT --
Raindrops fall upon my lips
Through my thoughts wetness drips
A voice upon a mountain range
Is this the thing that is so strange
I begin to write awhile
This is not my normal style
A grateful man, . . . more
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September 10, 2007 02:27 PM EDT --
Surprsingly, there is nothing whetting my literary palate, but I plan on picking up a book or two. Any reccomendations? What are you reading at the moment? What has moved you?
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March 29, 2007 07:37 PM EDT --
A very thankful person am I Feeling like I can touch the sky A happiness like no other The spirit of man is like a brother Goodness is a sight to see touching the very part of me I have no reason to fret . . . more
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July 08, 2007 07:32 PM EDT --
At home school park day this week, one of the moms found a fairy ring. Some of us went to investigate.
The grass was greener on the inside . . . more
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November 20, 2006 03:59 PM EST --
The 13 Original Clan Mothers by Jamie Sams is an utterly unique book truly unlike anything else that I have read. This collection of Native American wisdom is delivered in a oral-tradition style . . . more
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August 15, 2007 09:04 PM EDT --
I just read the article featured on the front page of Gather about Alan Weisman's book "The World Without Us". I'll have to read this book. It sounds interesting as an intellectual . . . more
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March 06, 2008 05:19 PM EST --
I want to paint a couple of rooms but I'm about 475 point short for the 25.00 Home Depot card. Anyone who helps out, I will return the favor.
Thanks
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February 03, 2008 01:43 PM EST --
Through trackless forests and
sun-ripened fields, . . . more
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January 24, 2008 11:08 AM EST --
Through rustling leaves and waving fields,
Dainty and graceful
against the sky they are etched...
"Wisdom comes when Balance
between head and heart is stretched.
With . . . more
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July 26, 2007 06:02 PM EDT --
Note: I wrote the following as part of a weekly email newsletter for a green school related listserv that I help administer. I thought that many of the folks involved my Gather groups would also . . . more
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August 22, 2007 02:03 PM EDT --
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"Standing with green hands outspread,
a chain of childhood . . . more
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November 18, 2007 04:16 PM EST --
While posting the latest Who Sings Now? at another site, I discovered that this Teacher had somehow gotten edited out here at Gather! Surely an oversight on my part, I decided I better correct it. I've . . . more
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December 30, 2007 01:41 PM EST --
A delicate home above the waterless sea
cradling a pearly seed in shades of purple, pink and green...
"Ivory blooded, I am beloved by insect, bird and bee, and
I alone nurture the royal scions . . . more
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January 12, 2008 02:56 PM EST --
From Sun-soaked wooded hills,
padding through the wind-ruffled fields,
They prowl...
"Paint your hearts upon your shields..."
They growl...
"Remember!
Voice your intentions proudly, . . . more
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