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10/09/2025

Great question….

10/06/2025

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10/06/2025

“Our generation is so busy trying to prove that women can do everything men can do, women are losing the unique qualities that set us apart. The God-given femininity & unique way our Creator designed us. Women weren't created to do everything a man can do.... Women were created to do everything a man can't do."

The lioness does not try to be the lion. She embraces her role as the lioness. She is powerful, strong, and nurturing. She does not mistake her meekness for weakness. The world needs more kind, compassionate, humble, faithful, persevering, confident, fierce, bold, pure, and tender-hearted women.
Be one of them.

Author: Sarah Vogel

10/06/2025

Practice saying, "I see your pain and I hope you heal" whenever someone presses your buttons. Not out loud, but in your mind, before you judge and label them ...
~ tiny Buddha

Art by Jess Allen

10/05/2025

I BUILT THIS BENCH. It’s stout, but not the biggest one around. It’s a good bench, but considering my handyman/carpenter abilities, it is probably not the ‘best’ bench, even within a mile of the island. It is constructed of some sturdy planks, affixed to a couple of jack pine logs. I built it because I wanted a place to sit near the dock, next to a fine boulder on which I can rest a cup of coffee. It fulfills those duties well.

A flood came several years ago and tried to wash the bench away, more or less tearing it apart in the process. I rebuilt it. It’s probably better now than it was.

I think that’s how we are going to get through our current difficulties. We do what we can. However limited our capabilities might be. We use what we can, planks and logs and rocks. Words and actions and determination. We strive for sturdiness and durability, knowing that turbulent flood waters are rising and our work might be washed away. Then we rebuild, trying to make things stronger than before.

The lessons we teach our kids and grandkids, the words we say to one another, to friends and acquaintances, the letters we write and the rallies or protests we attend or support, they may seem like small things. Not the flashiest or most important, not as big and fine as some others perhaps. But they are real and they are ours. Authentically ours. And we can take satisfaction and comfort in that.

And someone else might come along sometime, dock at your dock perhaps, and find just the perfect bench, the perfect spot to rest or restore themselves. And gather strength for journey ahead. Benches are good for that.

10/05/2025

LOVE

"Real love is the basis of all, the foundations, the Source. The religions have perverted and deformed love. It was by love that Jesus performed miracles. Real love joined with magnetism. All accumulated vibrations create a current. This current brings the force of love. Real love is a cosmic force which goes through us. If we crystallise it, it becomes a power - the greatest power in the world.”
~ Gurdjieff

Art by Mikael Hallstrøm

10/02/2025

In just a few words, Jane Goodall reminds us that the night sky is more than darkness; it is a mirror for the soul, a place of reflection, connection, and wonder.

As we honor her legacy, we are reminded that conserving and protecting the nighttime environment is also about nurturing the human spirit and strengthening our bond with the natural world and with one another.

09/29/2025

Art | John William Waterhouse

09/29/2025

Those of us in the autumn of life can relate…..

It's September, and a calmness and a sweetness seem to fall
Over everything that's living, just as though it hears the call
Of Old Winter, trudging slowly, with his pack of ice and snow,
In the distance over yonder, and it somehow seems as though
Every tiny little blossom wants to look its very best
When the frost shall bite its petals and it droops away to rest.

It's September! It's the fullness and the ripeness of the year;
All the work of earth is finished, or the final tasks are near,
But there is no doleful wailing; every living thing that grows,
For the end that is approaching wears the finest garb it knows.
And I pray that I may proudly hold my head up high and smile
When I come to my September in the golden afterwhile.
-Edgar Guest

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