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Spices Of Life: Health Benefits Of Basil.

As any gardener will tell you, having a pot of basil near the kitchen window can make the difference between a good meal and a great meal. Once you've had fresh basil at your fingertips, you'll understand why basil is an essential addition to every container garden.

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Peacemaker, You Have All The Love In The World.

Why do I hold my friends and family members at arm’s length, keeping them just far enough from both the brightness of my heart’s beating pulse as well as the sharp flashes of true, human emotion I at times feel toward and around them?

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A Holy Rhythm. {poetry}

To age he finally cries Cruelly, he limps atop time, crippled only in the throes of its touch Fighting and fleeing the throngs that have descended into its cold and callused crypt

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Rebirthing Balance: International Women’s Day.

We must raise our world, borne of the Earth, created equally by both women and men from the seeds planted in our collective imaginations eons ago and rooted so firmly into our humanity as to have taken hold deep within our intuition. Care for our creation is the responsibility we share. I ...

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Oh, Baby, Baby, It’s A Wild World… And What A Wonderful World Too.

I have been away from here most of my life, and coming back and seeing people in constant fear, pictures of dead bodies every day in the newspapers, the harassment in the streets, the machismo, sexism so raw and alive, corruption and injustice multiplying, stray cats and dogs, all the poverty, ...

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The Reasons I Write: Ode To The Pen In My Hand. {poetry}

I am writing because I want to impress the impressive and repress the repression.

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Ebb And Flow. {poetry}

Not in the past, where mistakes and failures lie in wait to torment you with reminders of where you weren't good enough, of all the ways you failed. And not in the future, where a million fears are ready to pounce and weigh you down in the incessant possibilities of ways in which life can go wrong.

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Rumi, Jake Sully, And A Starry, Starry Night.

Thinking of those no longer around, how I wish to speak with them now, standing on my balcony, the sun shining magnificently, so utterly lovely for winter. The birds share their songs, selflessly. The trees readying themselves with fresh buds and herbs starting to grow.

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The Stillness Of This Precious Night.

My deer have been here. I spy their tracks at the foot of the balcony. I missed them this evening. Oftentimes I catch them quietly by the edge of the porch, feeding from bushes full of berries and greens. When I see them, I toss gigantic organic green apples to them. They like it here with me.

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What’s All This Fuss About White Privilege?

There are a lot of things I don't have to worry about, simply because of the color of my skin. This is my unearned and ever present white privilege.

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