One of sorrow's traits is that it is beyond one's control. Often, much like holistic medicine, the best way to counter that is to expose oneself to something so far much greater and out of one's control than the sorrow (as the flow of an ancient glacial river like the Great Miami), so as to put it into perspective and maybe find a moment's peace.
Monday, February 13, 2006
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Bookmarks:
- Texas Gurl (The first blog I picked up reading, and I'm still hooked!)
- Callahan Photography (Why is this girl not world famous?)
- Nanabear
- The Last Ditch (My Hero. My Role Model. Whom I hope to become some day. Perpetuating my love of Canadians)
- Michelle (Unfortunately not Canadian, but from Seattle, and that's close enough to count as cool in my book)
- Shutterbug!
- Diva Cow Girl (refreshingly frank and honest)
- The Sweet Life Photography (Heidi, a hometown photography enthusiast)
- Boinkology.com (Actual intellectual (and often humorous) discourse on intercourse)
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1 Comments:
Not holistic medicine, homeopathic medicine. I know what I meant to say... :-)
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