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Finding Birds in Forests: quepo
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Finding Birds in Forests. A veces olvido que el mundo sea tan grande. Que por cada vez que cierro y abro mis ojos todo el mundo se muere y vuelve a nacer. Que por cada vida hay estrellas infinitas. Que mi corazon late con el ritmo de la luna. Al olvidar esto, me siento enorme, sin posibilidad de caber en ningun lado, y cuando me doy cuenta que el mundo es tan grande quepo perfectamente bien. Ver, leer, hacer. What can't be put into words. Thicket of my Thoughts. Diccionario de Word Reference.
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Finding Birds in Forests: 2/28/10 - 3/7/10
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Finding Birds in Forests. Amo el amor,. El dulce encanto de las cosas. El paisaje celeste de los días de enero. También mi sangre bulle. Y río por los ojos. Que han conocido el brote de las lágrimas. Creo que el mundo es bello,. Que la poesía es como el pan,. Y que mis venas no terminan en mí,. Sino en la sangre unánime. De los que luchan por la vida,. El paisaje y el pan,. La poesía de todos. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ver, leer, hacer. What can't be put into words. Thicket of my Thoughts.
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Finding Birds in Forests: 2/15/09 - 2/22/09
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Finding Birds in Forests. A friend from the Casa del Pan gifted me a kombucha mama and a taste test is scheduled for Sunday. Honey-ginger-hibiscus wine is also brewing. As well as many ideas swirling around in our heads about how to make next month's rent: salsas, jams, parties, tourist-aimed activities, what else? Ah, San Cristobal. Things have changed, died down since I left, but at the same time everything feels the same. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ver, leer, hacer. What can't be put into words.
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Finding Birds in Forests: 2/7/10 - 2/14/10
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Finding Birds in Forests. Making it across the border. We boarded the bus, watched a dubbed-version of Ratatouille and soon fell asleep. The ride was long, but I've gotten used to bus travel and didn't have much of a problem sleeping. Still, in the morning I was really out of it and it wasn't until we were walking away from the bus that we remembered: the food bag! I ran back onto the bus, but, alas, all of our Michigan food goodies were gone. Eh. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ver, leer, hacer.
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Finding Birds in Forests: 9/19/10 - 9/26/10
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Finding Birds in Forests. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ver, leer, hacer. What can't be put into words. Thicket of my Thoughts. Diccionario de Word Reference. My word is my weapon. Friends of Brad Will. Carried by the wind and waves. View my complete profile.
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Finding Birds in Forests: 1/30/11 - 2/6/11
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Finding Birds in Forests. Different speeds, different distances. Felt so strange, loading our back packs into a trunk. Seat belts on (even in the back seat). A stereo? Back on the road. We're not good, serious road-trippers yet. We stop after about 15 minutes to eat. Luckily, we did. Quesadillas that made one forget about the proximity to diesel fumes, oh my that flor de calabaza, can't get enough! Tlayudas in the belly, deep sleep. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ver, leer, hacer. Thicket of my Thoughts.
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Finding Birds in Forests: Winter
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Finding Birds in Forests. Brain awaits an answer. Heart beats ever faster and stronger, almost like laughing, doesn't respond, looks up at the sky. Brain can't even follow her gaze because now she is looking beyond the sky and no one else can follow. And in the blood, cells carry the simple message, "Everything will be okay. Everything is always okay.". Ver, leer, hacer. What can't be put into words. Thicket of my Thoughts. Diccionario de Word Reference. My word is my weapon. Friends of Brad Will.
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Finding Birds in Forests: Making it across the border
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Finding Birds in Forests. Making it across the border. We boarded the bus, watched a dubbed-version of Ratatouille and soon fell asleep. The ride was long, but I've gotten used to bus travel and didn't have much of a problem sleeping. Still, in the morning I was really out of it and it wasn't until we were walking away from the bus that we remembered: the food bag! I ran back onto the bus, but, alas, all of our Michigan food goodies were gone. Eh. Ver, leer, hacer. What can't be put into words.
