B.C.
The eyes that tell the story
belie the tranquil face.
The face says "Welcome, sister".
The eyes tell me "Beware".
This time, I'm not ready
to look behind the mask.
Saturday, November 19, 2005
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Jottings tracking my own journey toward enlightenment. Things I have learned, observed and recorded in a lifetime on the path.
About Me
- Zareba
- I am a deeply spiritual person on a path to higher development. I live in the present, while squarely facing the future. My name, Zareba (pronounced Zareeba) means Refuge, Safe Enclosure. I try to live up to that definition.
Blog Archive
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2005
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November
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- On Croning
- Growing Together
- Impressing
- The Missing Magic of Christmas
- The Mask
- Book Review
- Diamonds
- Validity
- Upstars at Christophers
- More Thinkings
- Thinkings
- Maturity
- The Butterfly And The Bull
- B.C.
- On Being Ten and Twenty
- Confused
- More Pictures
- The Trees I Talk To
- The Book Is DONE
- The Caretaker
- The Space Suit
- Compatibility
- Lady Mañana
- Mic Mac
- Frustration
- Does Anyone Know?
- What She Must
- Grafton Street
- Old Moze - Bizarre
- Threshold
- Ned
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November
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Blogs I Read
- Aham, The Indestructible Self
- BambooWisdom
- BHAGAVADGITA yb
- Birdbrain
- Blunt Knife
- Daylight Again
- Decadent Tranquility (Tree)
- Doctrine of the Bhagavad Gita
- Don Poetic Alchemist
- Google News
- Hawk Talk
- Heal My PTSD
- Human Nature Nuggets
- Mists of the Soul
- Parasites of the Mind
- Non Dual Reality
- Passion Green
- Poesy
- Restoration/Restoration
- Right or Rong
- Shamspace
- Soaring Impulse
- Soul Meets World
- sum ergo sum
- Swans Song by Sygnet
- The Time Warp
- Visions of the World
- When The Heart Speaks
- Zareba's Book Available Here
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