Chris Duel

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Giving Thanks on Thanksgiving

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Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving.

Break it in two…

Thanks + Giving

Flip it…

Giving + Thanks

While we rightly recall the holiday’s origins of a feast between the New Americans and the Native Americans,

We can also internalize it

Make it our own

In our modern lives

And give thanks

For all the blessings

We often miss

When we are clear

We can see those blessings

Everywhere

And realize

This Is The Sacred Moment

And give thanks

For this recurring

Yet one and only

Thanksgiving.

Thank You

For crossing my path

And being a part

Of my life.

And Still I Grieve

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A father.

A husband.

A son.

A brother.

A friend.

A man.

A hero.

October 22nd 1980.

Everything changed.

In the blink of an eye.

His life ended.

And still I grieve.

 

We are Ghosts, Sleepwalking in the Dreamscape

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I was randomly flipping through a journal from last year and stumbled upon the passage above.

The word “ghosts” reminded me of the final track of Dan Fogelberg’s 1981 album, The Innocent Age.

The song is “Ghosts.” It’s mystical, haunting and evocative. On many levels, it’s my favorite Fogelberg tune and most people have probably never heard it.
It’s one of those songs that can take you into another dimension.

It’s fascinating that dimensions ranging from Heaven to Hell, from despair to bliss, are accessible in virtually every moment.

Here is Dan Fogelberg’s “Ghosts” via YouTube.  I didn’t create the video, but it’s not a bad visualization of the song…

 

Autumnal Equinox

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(2am 9/22/2013)

summer has ended

i felt this coming

light and warmth waning

portending the fall
and the coming winter

while days draw shorter
and the chilly darkness grows

but for this moment

this one moment

this Now

all is equal

balanced

sublime

light and darkness

hope and fear

pleasure and pain

chaos and serenity

laughter and tears

koyaanisqatsi and bliss

the unseen world appears
translucently amid the twilight

i open my arms

gaze to the delirious sky

listening intently

to the music of the spheres

and I am equal

to the love

to the fear

to the euphoria

to the yin and the yang

of the great unknown

and I surrender

to the autumnal equinox