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Growing Up In the Tropics

Growing Up in the Tropicsby Michael DoyleAcross the tropics, in early morning,We awaken sleepless, feeling the sunShining like a dreamBe it Cuba, Hawaii, or the PhilippinesThe breeze blows by coollyTurning the wind vanes slowly Dragonflies and butterflies floatOn mica wings … Continue reading

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Fields of Kindness

As this season of thankfulness and gratitude begin, I am examining thoughts about intention, kindness and even picking up a book tomorrow morning about having humility in discussions to increase peacefulness and argue less when dealing with others who have … Continue reading

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