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Practice helps us perceive the disturbed mind.
When we "welcome" this disturbance as natural, we're home.
Welcome home. Please come in.
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I've been out of the country for more than two months (more on this later), so I wasn't able to post this W.S. Merwin poem in the correct month. But where I live, birds are still nesting . . .
To This May, by W.S. Merwin
They know so much more now about
the heart we are told but the world
still seems to come one at a time
one day one year one season and here
it is spring once more with its birds
nesting in the holes in the walls
its morning finding the first time
its light pretending not to move
always beginning as it goes
Photograph by Flickr user Robert, used under Creative Commons License
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