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	<title>Comments on: Monk&#8217;s Dream</title>
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		<title>By: Michi Holley-Jones - the first</title>
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		<dc:creator>Michi Holley-Jones - the first</dc:creator>
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		<description>Aloha Scott, Joshua and Ethan,


          I am grateful to be somewhat reconnecting with you all here.  Bless Ethan for including me in the on-goings of you.  I regret I have not replied to Joshua by letter to his letter sent to me so long ago now... but I have composed many musings in my mind and sent them via etherwaves to the monk-in-silence.  I have undertaken silent periods for only brief spurts...  a week, two weeks...  and each time I realised I could have gone MUCH longer....   I find myself envying babies as they have no words in their minds yet... no thoughts per se, just pure unadulterated awareness.  Adult-erated has a new meaning now.


          I live with my spectacular husband in the jungles of Molokai in a sweet little shack made of plywood and tin....  where ever are you all now?



          Full of love for the present as presented by the love in the past. 




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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aloha Scott, Joshua and Ethan,</p>
<p>          I am grateful to be somewhat reconnecting with you all here.  Bless Ethan for including me in the on-goings of you.  I regret I have not replied to Joshua by letter to his letter sent to me so long ago now&#8230; but I have composed many musings in my mind and sent them via etherwaves to the monk-in-silence.  I have undertaken silent periods for only brief spurts&#8230;  a week, two weeks&#8230;  and each time I realised I could have gone MUCH longer&#8230;.   I find myself envying babies as they have no words in their minds yet&#8230; no thoughts per se, just pure unadulterated awareness.  Adult-erated has a new meaning now.</p>
<p>          I live with my spectacular husband in the jungles of Molokai in a sweet little shack made of plywood and tin&#8230;.  where ever are you all now?</p>
<p>          Full of love for the present as presented by the love in the past. </p>
<p>                                                   Your Michi</p>
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