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		<title>mother stone</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 06:17:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[we had been invited to gather stones for the closing fire, and as we gathered round the fire that evening, gathering ourselves and each other in, gathering moments of grace, the stones would be used as ‘talking stones’. earlier that evening, as i visited the point where we had howled for the wolves, the stone [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=1138&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>lens of perception</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 03:35:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[there is something terribly tender about the abandoned backhoe shovel become a flowerpot, something oddly welcoming about a concrete sewer form offering me a perch for to steady my lens.  and i am back to pondering that lens of perception by which i see. steady and still and open i take in beauty.  grateful, i perceive grace. can i envision abandoned junk with the same eye with which i am awed by the remnants of an abandoned beaver dam, a deserted nest, a forsaken lair.  can i whisper with reverence, look, humans were here?

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		<title>perspective from a canoe</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 20:14:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[one of the gifts i received while canoeing was a grace-filled acceptance of how very different our perspectives are.   what i would see as the obvious path to where we were headed was often not the same direct path seen by my partner from the front of the canoe.   what caused her to pause and circle back around [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=1108&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>illuminated goddess? &#8230;.or earth mother</title>
		<link>http://emmaatlast.wordpress.com/2009/09/22/illuminated-goddess/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 21:10:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[hmmm..not so sure i&#8217;m in sync with that title so much right now  .  while &#8216;illuminated goddess&#8217; perhaps expresses one aspect of who i am here in this place, it does not express the whole of my experience of self, and embracing the whole of who i am is definitely where i am right [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=1103&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>finding my &#8216;way back&#8217; from algonquin</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 17:32:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[dear friends,
as i sat in silent prayer by the backyard pond this morning, closing my eyes, listening, i heard within my heart the sounds of the voices of my fellow journeyers singing. rather, i felt them there, felt the reverberations of the bass supporting the tenderness of blessing. i noticed the graceful interweaving of our melodies, which carried [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=1101&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>turkey feathers</title>
		<link>http://emmaatlast.wordpress.com/2009/08/31/turkey-feathers/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 16:53:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As I write this, the cicada brattle in branches that have grown tall enough at last (I can hardly believe it!) this summer to reach my 2nd story window, their percussive insistence a backdrop, or perhaps more precisely a summons, to the song stirring in me.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=1096&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>aloneness is not loneliness</title>
		<link>http://emmaatlast.wordpress.com/2009/03/09/aloneness-is-not-loneliness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 23:38:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;When you are alone you are not alone, you are simply lonely &#8211; and there is a tremendous difference between loneliness and aloneness. When you are lonely you are thinking of the other, you are missing the other. Loneliness is a negative state. You are feeling that it would have been better if the other [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=598&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>grief and belovedness</title>
		<link>http://emmaatlast.wordpress.com/2009/03/09/grief-and-belovedness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 23:31:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ 
dear all,
 i lost a very dear friend, mentor, counselor, a lover of my soul this winter.
i thank you for the space  to simply be, and to simply be with what is.
i write this morning simply for a listening ear. i write to hear myself.  i write because i suppose i need a receptacle willing to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=594&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>heartstrings</title>
		<link>http://emmaatlast.wordpress.com/2009/02/10/heartsong/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 17:54:33 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[haiku]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[the insect is caught 
by the web while the flower 
pants on the other side 
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		<title>day 22- called to be One</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 03:52:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Galatians 3:23-4:7
I was hoping that that passage for today would’ve been Mary’s Magnificat, her lovesong to You.  I have been yearning for that passage to come up, to sing along with her.  Instead I was offered this……and so I listen, Love……
This lovesong today is not so much about us birthing and nurturing Love in this [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=emmaatlast.wordpress.com&blog=2845156&post=534&subd=emmaatlast&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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