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Sitting in the morning, with dogs

Sitting in the morning, with dogs Breathing in, breathing out Maggie brings a sock, drops it, slobbery kiss, my nose, my eye samsara can be very sweet

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Sitting in the morning, with dogs, part 2

Sitting in the morning, with dogs, part 2 Rosie panting in my face “heh-heh-heh-heh” Dog breath in, Dogbreath out the Great Bernese mantra

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Sitting in the morning with dogs, part 3

Sitting in the morning with dogs, part 3 Rosie’s tail in my face swish left cheek swish right cheek lessons in duality

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Sitting in the Morning, with Dogs – part 4

Rosie finds a tennis ball, goes brings it, drops it in my lap, bows nasally dog-songs hrrnn? hrrnn? hrrnn? hrrnn? in my face more insistent, even than my discursive thoughts

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Sitting in the morning with dogs, part 5

Sitting in the morning with dogs, part 5 Rosie lying Quietly Her Tail in my lap, her soft back warm against my knee & shin the gentle rhythm of her breathing two? one? this illusion of duality

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Sitting in the morning without dogs

Sitting in the morning without dogs (written after 2 weeks “away,” on vacation in Maine, the puppers still 3,000 miles from the ocean) Without tennis balls or tail in face My own breath breathing in, breathing out This illusion of … Continue reading

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Sitting in the Morning, Once Again with Dogs

Sitting in the Morning, Once Again with Dogs (on returning home after 3 weeks away) Rosie stretched her warm soft back against my right shin & knee gets up, wanders as does my mind comes back with a stick

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