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“Every single human being is neurologically predisposed to be biased in various walks of life. It is biologically impossible to be absolutely free from all biases, nevertheless, the more a person rigorously trains the self to be rational and conscientious, the more that self becomes strong enough to keep the biases in check, never to let them run rampant over the psyche.
“She wept for herself and the changes that had been wrought in her, because sometimes even change for the better felt like a little death.” — Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire
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“Change is real, but time is not. Time is only a reflection of change. From change, our brains construct a sense of time as if it were flowing.” — https://www.space.com/29859-the-illusion-of-time.html
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Eichmann in Jerusalem: A Report on the Banality of Evil
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My name is Lisa Marie and I'm a blogger, aspiring essayist, and collage artist exploring the essentials of human existence.

Here you will find a mix of my personal writing and poetry, daily journal entries, and a scrapbook of inspirational quotes, art, music and more.

In addition to this space, I am also creating Zen and Pi, a digital publication exploring the space between what is real and what is ideal in the realm of humanity.

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Lisa Marie

Tag: Small seasons

The First Signs of Spring

Going-out of the insects. That time of year when the first bugs surface from their hibernation. Caterpillars start their transformation to butterflies. 🦋

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) March 6, 2021

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Rain Waters

Rain waters. Snow melts away, mist lingers in the air, and grasses begin to sprout. Trees release their first buds as the ground fills with water. 🌧

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) February 18, 2021
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Risshun

Start of spring. Fish appear in icy ponds and the bush warblers start singing in the mountains. 🐟

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) February 4, 2021
Format StatusPosted on February 4, 2021February 12, 2021Categories CommonplaceTags Cycles, Risshun, Seasons, Small seasons, Spring, TimeLeave a comment on Risshun

The Chill Deepens

Big cold. Temperatures drop low and the chill deepens. Ice thickens on the streams. Hens huddle together and begin laying eggs. 🐔

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) January 20, 2021
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Little Cold

Little cold. Winter chills start as the temperature quickly drops. Pheasant calls can be heard in the forest 🌡

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) January 6, 2021
Format StatusPosted on January 6, 2021January 6, 2021Categories CommonplaceTags Change, Seasons, Small seasons, Time, WinterLeave a comment on Little Cold

Winter Solstice

Winter solstice. When days are the shortest in the whole year. Deer in the mountains shed their antlers, and wheat sprouts rest underneath the snow. 🌑

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) December 22, 2020
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Big Snow

Big snow. The cold sets in. Bears are hibernating in their dens, and the salmon have swam upstream. Nature is quiet. 💤

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) December 8, 2020

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Little Snow

Little snow. Light snowfall appears. Northern winds have blown the last leaves from the trees. 🌨

— Small Seasons (@smallseasonsbot) November 23, 2020
Format StatusPosted on November 23, 2020November 27, 2020Categories CommonplaceTags Seasons, Small seasons, Snow, Twitter, WinterLeave a comment on Little Snow
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