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Looking out, I see small brown birds on a leafless branch in front of an azure sky. Looking in, I see peaceful, calm contentment behind a soft orange glow. I feel grounded and connected, tingling with gratitude in this beautiful place in this perfect moment. © 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge day 63/365.
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i dive, swim, splash, playin the sea of uncertainty. i thrive in adversityand go batty in routine.i am the bane of control freaksand blessed brother of chaos.i suffer fromundifferentiated weirdnessand, thankfullythere is no cure.© 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge day 62/365.
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The secret of an abundant lifeis to start counting your blessings.When we worry about traffic,waiting in lines, or the government,we miss outon fragrant summer breezes,colorful rainbowsand the drama of the clouds.Giving attention to negativesneutralizes awarenessof the marvels that surround us.When we gossip, criticize or dwellon what we don’t have,we can’t see the graceful butterflies,hear the…
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let go.purge yourself of regrets and past woes.exorcise the demons that haunt.forgive yourselfand those who would do you harm.write your transgressions on fine vellum,cast them into the flame,watch them float away as fine ash,into the night sky,altering the balance in favorof kindness and love.wave goodbye,then step forward into your future. © 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford…
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somewhere betweensuspicion and trust is the stuff worth knowing © 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge day 58/365
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© 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge day 59/365.
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Love does not depend on anything outside itself, not even reciprocation. Surrendering the Self to experience that consummate freedom called up by passion requires courage and humility. Experiencing the intimate energy of awakening, seeing through colors of the world to infinite source, then, losing that vision, becoming blind to it, is cause for great pain.…
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Blue curtains flutter violently. Cold March winds reminding that winter is not quite ready to say goodbye. © 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge day 56/365.
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Sonoran gardens, desiccated by wind and sun, recall unbridled passion of afternoon thunderstorms in August. Parched plants appreciate the teasing drizzles and droplets of March, while dreaming, desiring, yearning for the lusty violence of July monsoons. © 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge day 55/365.
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Can you imagine a sane, healthy, happy human society based only on principles of practical wisdom, affirmed by work, play, and life experiences? Is it attainable or pure fantasy? What do I believe? I believe in the sun, in rock, in clouds. I believe in blood, eagles, crashing waves, storms, sunshine, drums, flutes, coyotes and…
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