Memories
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The Path of Shared Rhythm Every living thing moves with a rhythm that echoes through the land. When you match your breath to the world, you feel the pulse beneath all things. This is the first doorway to resonance with nature. Light brightened until the air felt energized. Renate kept her palm on the stone,…
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Renate and David return to the hut, but both feel the irresistible pull of destiny on the island. They don’t know what it could be. Somehow, the island feels different.
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“That is why I write – to try to turn sadness into longing, solitude into remembrance.” Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept Recently, something caused a fundamental shift in my awareness of my conjured reality. I finally began acknowledging my time was short on this angry blue planet. In an…
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After a little more than a week with the tribe, Pete and I began to relax around each other. It seemed his attitude was more on how to swallow his pride and entertain a barbarian. I understood and made no demands on him.
Hyperion Sky 