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The morning light calls here with great urgency. Wake up, wake up!

At Walt Whitman’s birthplace, just a short walk from the house in which I grew up and where my parents still live.

To study with Paul Muller-Ortega, to gather with fellow students, to meditate, and to chant (with reverence, sensitivity, and honor) the names of Shiva.

I am reminded that the way is indeed open for how I respond to the news, regardless of the outcome of the election.

Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

This cookie fortune has been taped to the bulletin board in my office for a couple of decades. Sometimes I remember to notice it.