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The Lofty Chronicles: Prologue The Lofty Chronicles are based on a daily journal that I was keeping for several years in the early 1990's. The entries... were then sent, each season, to Lauren’s geographically distant grandparents, aunts, and uncles. They were intended, as well, for a future, grownup Lauren, curious about her roots. The reason for sharing them in Light Morning’s current Journal is that, peeking through the day-to-day concerns, wonders, and routines of parenting is a startlingly intimate view of the three core values of this community. | |
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Saying Goodbye to Childhood (The Lofty Chronicles: Part One) "Look at all the lights," she murmurs, kicking at the edge of the water. The smooth surface instantly refracts into dozens of little suns, dancing and sparkling on the waves. It takes me a few moments to overcome my sense of familiarity and fully enter into the fresh perceptions of the moment. When I succeed in doing so, I am dazzled by the brilliant display of lights on the water. We stand there for maybe five minutes, Lauren occasionally kicking out new ripples... | |
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Striving to Die Smilingly Terrell Jones, a good friend and fellow Vipassana meditator, died at his home just down the road from Light Morning in mid-August, shortly after having been diagnosed with a rapidly metastasizing melanoma. Many of us in this area are deeply indebted to Terrell. For not only did he introduce us to Vipassana, he also modeled for us the exceedingly rare quality of being able to die well. To leave with awareness. As a small token of my personal appreciation, I'd like to share a few stories about my Vipassana relationship with Terrell. | |
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