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November 08, 2015


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Sally Hanson

Like a child! Freedom


What a thoughtful reflection on this frightening experience--I'm so glad that you were okay. Thank you for the reminder to be aware of every precious breath while letting go at the same time.
Love the photo of the cabin and aspen.

Jennifer Woodhull

It's the word "precious" that strikes me here. Simply being present seems to be only half the practice. The other half is gratitude: in your case this time, for being alive and intact. In general, though, I've been reminding myself of how very grateful I am to have all my faculties, to be able to walk, to have the ocean right outside my window …

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