My Walk and Introducing People to Wells

Saturday was a day of anticipation of experiencing the appearance of raindrops, moisture so desperately needed in this area. The cloudiness was welcome for heading to the park trail that is 90% in the open, one of the reasons I love it. On a sunny summer day, however, it has to be an early walk,…

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Blessing for Wonder in Age

The Well of Age   For a gathering  where those present were going to dive into conversation at The Well of Age, this blessing came to me. It is to live in wonder each day, realizing our breath, not our number, is what is so extraordinary.   I am such an admirer of John O’Donohue…

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August Playfulness – the Well of Observation

To bid goodbye to August… I explored what has been written about observation and came up first with volumes of poems, the focus on this one word/engagement, as well as many single poems. It feels like many who penned them did so with joy and whimsy in the process. So to end August with lightness,…

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The Well of Observation – Being With Nature

It is so easy to become immersed in all the human demands of living that we miss the most startling “other” life surrounding us.   We get caught up in hurrying from here to there, and with an overabundance of inside time in our lives.   Inside museums instead of outside museums where the most…

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Playing With the Well of Observation – Part III

One of the questions I have been asking myself is what the difference is between noticing and observing. In numerous resources, the two words show up as synonyms; however, as I dipped a little bit into what difference there might be, my intuition that observation takes me deeper into what I notice felt affirmed. NOTICING…

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The Well of Not Knowing: Until the Next Time

Last evening I was sitting in the shade under big maple branches. There was a lovely breeze floating through them, leaves dancing above me.   I was thinking about how to bookmark the writing about this well for now.   Over decades I have bought hundreds of non-fiction books.   I have bought most with…

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Friday Musing: A Companion to Not Knowing

I am looking out my living room window to the clear sky, clear outlines of the thousands of leaves on the big tree, clear curvy posts on the little balcony railing and thinking about how astoundingly clear I feel in this space.   At the park where I often walk there is a path one…

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Friday Musing

Several weeks ago now, returning a lampshade, I was taken with the overhead light display in the store, every inch of the ceiling holding a different fixture. While the owner processed my return I stood looking at  the hundreds of fixtures, fascinated. I was taken with how completely different they were and wondered how I…

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