December 2011
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Dec 31st
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Gertrude Hartley, while awaiting the birth of her child, Vivien Leigh, in Darjeeling, spent 15 minutes every morning gazing at the Himalayas in the belief that their astonishing beauty would be passed to her unborn child.
Dec 31st
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Dec 30th
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“Remember Bob, no fear, no envy, no meanness.” Liam Clancy to Bob Dylan
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Dec 29th
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She took off her dark glasses and squinted at me. It was as though her eyes were shattered prisms, the dots of blue and gray and green like broken bits of sparkle. Truman Capote, ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’
Dec 29th
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God in Indian mythology is the self, ‘Satchitananda.’ Which means: ‘sat,’ that which is  ‘chit,’ that which is consciousness …’ananda’ is bliss. In other words, what exists, reality itself is gorgeous, it is the fullness of total joy. Wowee! -Alan Watts, ‘The Nature Of Consciousness’
Dec 28th
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Dec 28th
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Dec 21st
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Dec 20th
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Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers and warriors. -Hunter S. Thompson, A note to his grandson, Will
Dec 20th
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Samuel had no equal for soothing hysteria and bringing quiet to a frightened child. It was the sweetness of his tongue and the tenderness of his soul. And just as there was a cleanness about his body, so there was a cleanness in his thinking. - John Steinbeck, East of Eden
Dec 20th
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Dec 18th
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