All posts for the month February, 2018

Razor’s Edge

So fellow travelers, the ability to maintain an objective space for others on their journey requires unyeilding concentration. How therapy dogs accomplish this is nothing short of miraculous. Me? It’s a daily challenge, but this old “dog” is doing her best to learn the tricks. Sitting in a quiet space watching madness ebb and flow […]

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by on February 28, 2018  •  Permalink
Posted in Mental health, Photography, Poems and Haiku
Posted by Deborah H Rahalski on February 28, 2018

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Until

So fellow travelers, this early morning image of our recently thawed pond feels like a metaphor for things evolving around me.   Darkness smooth as glass deep as night soft as velvet deceptively inviting mesmerizing until a spark of Light ignites hope tread water listen love calls from the illuminated shore hear follow swim breathe […]

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by on February 26, 2018  •  Permalink
Posted in Making a difference, Photography, Poems and Haiku
Posted by Deborah H Rahalski on February 26, 2018

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Enough

So fellow travelers, this post references issues of current concern in the United States. It is my perspective, based on my personal experiences. The topic is difficult yet it has become impossible for me to move forward in my daily creative routine until I address it. Even after extensive editing, it is long. It may […]

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by on February 23, 2018  •  Permalink
Posted in Making a difference, Mental health, Social activism
Posted by Deborah H Rahalski on February 23, 2018

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The Final Disappearing Act

As a rescue volunteer, stories like Merlin’s always touch my soul. That he had a second chance is a gift granted by special people. I hope Dianes post inspires others to give another dog a second chance.

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by on February 12, 2018  •  Permalink
Posted in Dog Tales, Grief and loss, Guest Posts
Posted by Deborah H Rahalski on February 12, 2018

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Hidden Losses

So fellow travelers, sometimes the trails I traverse are haunted. Footsteps crunch on snow Hidden birds burst from branches Regrets and losses Scatter like feathers Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

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by on February 10, 2018  •  Permalink
Posted in Grief and loss, Photography, Poems and Haiku, Take a hike, The quest for Inner Peace
Posted by Deborah H Rahalski on February 10, 2018

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