A Rather Fine Lizard

“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.” ~ Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar   Just outside the hall where we go each morning to meditate and do our group work  is a large rounded rock, with an indentation which […]

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