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If, each and every day, one is wisely psychologically dying to the hullabaloo and clamor of superfluous thoughts, then one isn’t afraid of the mystery of dying (as so many are). Then living and dying aren’t two separate things… nor the latter something horrible to be frightened of.
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Black Widow. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014
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My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original holistic-truth oriented prose and/or poetry involving mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped.
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Loving that image. Nature is beautiful.
Yes it is! All that i do is temporarily (and superficially) capture a small part of it… kind-of-sort-of!
Couldn’t have said it better myself , beautiful and inspiring 🙂
And it’s even humorous that when you come to the place where the twain meets, there are others around you who don’t want you to be there, who insist that you MUST fear (as any “normal” person does)and just cannot contemplate “your ending” without some consolation of a heavenly afterlife.
Very good points, Cynthia! It reminds me back when i was at my Aunt’s funeral (held at a church that I attended daily when i was in grade school); after the mass, at the church, one of her two daughters (an elder cousin of mine) turned around to me and my wife and said to me: “It’s too bad that you’re a heathen.” (What’s ironic about it is that i probably read more of the bible than any of them over the years; i’m especially appreciative of the very Tao-like, Zen-like, ancient Gospel of Thomas.)
Thanks very much, Jessie! Much appreciated! 🙂