Yielding To Stillness

Every time I fly somewhere, the strangest thing happens. I enter another time and space, a place of stillness. It starts slowly. It begins as I pack and finish things that must be done before I leave. Travel day arrives, usually long before dawn. Next, the hour plus trip to the airport, Del driving, me [...]

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Published on July 07, 2013 04:30
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