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A Love Letter to My Teachers

It’s morning. The radiators are making their gentle symphony for the first time this fall. The day will be filled with writing, learning my piece for my

October 10, 2025 · 2 min read

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When End Becomes Beginning

The Omega and the Alpha, when end becomes beginning, old dogs now puppies Each sit with Sangha, I listen to the wisdom, of my breathing Mind,

July 31, 2025 · 1 min read