Happy to be here
Forest of Bliss is a house, a way, and an ongoing experiment
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The Hazel Project, Oct 18
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That’s Hazel Dickens. The Hazel Dickens. With Alice Gerrard, she’s often called a pioneer of bluegrass and a grandmother to women in bluegrass. But just the other day, a friend said, “It was Hazel and Alice who turned my attention to this music in 1972.” Together and separately, they’ve poured so much raw emotion and…
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Poem “After the Fire”
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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 fires must pass through here, must scorch my skin. And if I have to feel the heat, let me also trust that like the lodgepole pine, the fire will open the…
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Nebraska teaches…
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There in the sheltered draw-bottom the wind did not blow very hard, but I could hear it singing its humming tune up on the level, and I could see the tall grasses wave. The earth was warm under me, and warm as I crumbled it through my fingers. Queer little red bugs came out and…
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Photographer
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A friend just introduced me to Mary Kocol. Her work has a quality I find I like in many different media. There’s a dream-like quality to many of her photographs. See those of flowers particularly. They are never dreamy, nostalgic, or romantic. Instead, the subjects are both earthy and ephemeral. Mary Kocol at Gallery Naga
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Poem: “There doesn’t need to be a poem”
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Hi! John and Laurelyn here.
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.
Take a look at Laurelyn’s art and consider joining us for a house concert.
