Forest of Bliss is a house, a way, and an ongoing experiment
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All by myself Next time you see me I’ll be someone else There are no gates around heaven There are no gates around hell…
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Is a flower more beautiful than a light pole?
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I recently signed up to receive James Crews’ weekly newsletter. This poem was included in the welcome and confirmation note. Let me endure whatever…
We have a simple aim in mind: live a little more each day in such a way that when we die, we have few regrets. Not a life of more, but a life that is rich, deep, and connected to people, those we love and whoever we encounter.
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