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Wednesday, March 6, 2013

caregiver

As we age, we must take care of the dying one we are. Neither ignore it nor succumb to its every demand. We see its existence and respond to its slow and subtle and sudden decay. We soothe its fears and give it what nourishment it will take in. It in turn imparts its wisdom to the busy flesh we are. We laugh together in this hospice called Life.
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