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REFLECTIONS FROM AN OLD MAN ABOUT HIS PAST

“It’s said that with Age comes Wisdom, but maybe it’s because regret, as we reflect on our mistakes.” B.A. Trough the years,  specially when you reach old age, you reflect on your past. And if we are sincere, we will … Continue reading

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MY LOVE OF BOOKS, AND MY READING SAGA, A STORY OF LOVE, WONDER, HEARTBREAK, AND BACK PAIN.

“There’s is nothing like a book, to wake up the inquisitive mind in a child, for the rest of his life, character may be destiny, but books are beautiful views, and signpost of great help, along the life road, we … Continue reading

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REFLECTIONS OF CHRISTMAS PAST, AND PRESENT.

Like snowflakes, My Christmas memories Gather and dance— Each beautiful, unique, And gone too soon. Deborah Whipp With time we grow , and look with different eyes what most people see as Sacred. But a little of more time, we … Continue reading

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THE ILLUSION OF TRUTH, MEMORY, ARCHETYPES AND THE DREAMLIKE LANDSCAPES OF THE SACRED

“The only real treasure is in your head. Memories are better than diamonds and nobody can steal them from you” Rodman Philbrick   Most of us, specially those who can claim we had a happy childhood we hold our memories  … Continue reading

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MY OLD HOUSE GEOGRAPHY OF THE SOUL

FOR WHO DO YOU WRITE? FOR THE DEAD THAT WE LOVE… By chance, I do not know if to punish me,  or to reward me, Fate has put the bus terminal in Navojoa,   in the same road that connected … Continue reading

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IN SEARCH OF THE SUMMER OF 1964

IN SEARCH OF THE SUMMER OF 1964 OR A STORK WITH NO NEST I was about eleven years of age when my family decided to go visit my paternal aunts who at the time were living in a quiet little … Continue reading

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