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		<title>The Ukulele in Italy and circles around the Colosseum</title>
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William found a ukulele in the Mission District of San Francisco, and he brought it with him on our journey in Italy. I recognize that bringing a ukulele to Italy is akin to ordering Penne alla Veronese in Hilo, Hawaii.
During our Italian tour, we stayed on an organic farm near Sora, between Roma and Napoli, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jadecreation.wordpress.com&blog=3597606&post=11&subd=jadecreation&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I Feel at Home in Italy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[[I wrote this shortly before I discovered Damanhur and became fluent in Italian. After that, everything changed, and it all made sense. ]

I feel very much at home now that I’m back in Italy. I feel at home in the glowing, verdant heat of the Mediterranean sun, walking past red clay hued houses with omnipresent [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jadecreation.wordpress.com&blog=3597606&post=29&subd=jadecreation&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Golden caravan earthship</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Golden caravan earthship
sailing through the galaxies,
on winds dusted in starlight
pushing sails of woven dreams
Look above for a map to the treasure
hidden in the hands of time
Look deep below into a liquid mirror
shining stories of skin and bones
Wink an eye toward the horizon
where sailors come and seagulls go
Watch the wings of glittery things
for direction in the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jadecreation.wordpress.com&blog=3597606&post=10&subd=jadecreation&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Saturn and Uranus dancing in orbit</title>
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When I met Jason, he was on the road. Literally. He was driving across country from Dallas to Seattle in a crème colored Volvo, and he had parked by the Embarcadero in San Francisco to see what the crowds of sweaty youth and metallic punks were doing on the street. I had just emerged from [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jadecreation.wordpress.com&blog=3597606&post=8&subd=jadecreation&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My Leo ascendent composes a Rilke poem</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I am spiraling around light, around the sparkling matrix, and I have been spiraling for a thousand packets of time, and I still don’t know if I am a unicorn, a tsunami, or a divine love letter.
 
Leo Horoscope for week of May 29, 2008
 
I love this excerpt from &#8220;The Seeker,&#8221; a poem by [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jadecreation.wordpress.com&blog=3597606&post=6&subd=jadecreation&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>mio nonno il albero</title>
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my tiny sandaled feet, muddy from tromping through trails
overgrown with cool spring mosses and knee high grass,
discovering broken stone sculptures and Etruscan lounge chairs,
carried me to an old tree growing by an abandoned convent
in La Maremma, Toscana.
and this tree
he called to me.
he said,
sweet girl,
sit on my sun bleached wooden swing.
if I can carry the weight [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jadecreation.wordpress.com&blog=3597606&post=5&subd=jadecreation&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My Cave Life in Göreme Turkey</title>
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I’ve had a lot of unusual housewifely experiences while traveling and being a house guest, and one of the most bizarre ones has been vacuuming the volcanic tuff rock dust off the wall-to-wall lattice of Turkish carpets in my cave.

I actually find very little opportunity or obligation to perform housewifely chores around here, which is [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=jadecreation.wordpress.com&blog=3597606&post=3&subd=jadecreation&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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