sometimes all the way Down. Sometimes half way and then Over. Sometimes just as far as to visit the Hydrangea. But we walk. Us. We walk. I think. What an incredible GIFT this is. The words are trite. over used, Gift, but it is nothing less. I would have never imagined, most of my life, that this is how i would end a day. Walking with Goats. a chicken. a cat. a dog. my shadow. Walking.
do they talk while they walk, do you?
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Continuing the conversation…
A good read for this long weekend from the British newspaper, The Guardian: An interview with the author of Braiding Sweetgrass among other books, Robin Wall Kimmerer who says: ‘People can’t understand the world as a gift unless someone shows them how”…
Further in the article: “Kimmerer says that the coronavirus has reminded us that we’re “biological beings, subject to the laws of nature. That alone can be a shaking,” she says, motioning with her fist. “But I wonder, can we at some point turn our attention away to say the vulnerability we are experiencing right now is the vulnerability that songbirds feel every single day of their lives? Could this extend our sense of ecological compassion, to the rest of
our more-than-human relatives?”
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2020/may/23/robin-wall-kimmerer-people-cant-understand-the-world-as-a-gift-unless-someone-shows-them-how
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For you and the dog, goats, chicken and family:
https://www.sharonsalzberg.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/03/Lovingkindness-Practice-1.jpg
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Grace-the word Gift can’t be used enough! And such a Gift to have the time to spend with animals.
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Perfect companions!
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I just love a story with a good happy ending ..
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the hydrangea is exactly how i see/feel/experience Emrie’s unique light projection. ex. ACT. ly. so much. so good.
As to the goats I will share with T before the night is out. He enjoys the one with them crowded by the door. says they look like a barbershop quartet.
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she helped plant it, didn’t she? when there’s more time I’ll go back and find. am sure it was a post and not dreaming.
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Interesting observation by Acey.
This post is a poem. It could be in any collection with Mary Oliver or Rumi.
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…walking with goats a chicken a cat a dog my shadow…
xo
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no. and no. it’s very silent, most of it. I thought about that today…Sunday, trying to say something to Jenny…how i am becoming non verbal. There are Birds
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THANK YOU…this is so so much of Help. Yes. How we
are confused about how life actually IS
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LOVe, Michelle
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it is. This is Sunday, and i walk again with Them…
thinking this, thinking about their COMPANY
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they ARE. Funny, some drama, some stuff, but MOSt
really, MOST is love of the community of the Herd.
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oh, jeez, Tina…you are such a
HEART
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she did. no dream.
this Plant person
says so much about this Hill
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I so much MISS Mary O
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Us.
If you walked with Us, your shadow woud be Long
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windthread 
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