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Walking in the Woods

December 11, 2024November 16, 2025 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

When I first moved to the coast of New Brunswick more than 20 years ago I was a bit nervous to walk in the woods alone.

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the joy and power of community

December 8, 2024January 16, 2026 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

Maybe I am being thanked for doing something just for the sake of beauty and shared joy.

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the joy and power of community

November 26, 2024October 17, 2025 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

I didn't start making the calendar until November. I had made no promises. But one day I just started working on it and before long the momentum had carried me to the printers and I had invested in 40 printed copies of a calendar for my neighbours. I really didn't think I was going to … Continue reading the joy and power of community

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Neither Use nor Ornament

November 15, 2024December 9, 2024 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

I love the saying 'Neither Use nor Ornament' and I think it should be on my tombstone.

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Just a Sensible Idealist

September 4, 2024September 4, 2024 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

I smiled back and he opened with "I wish I had been brought up in the sixties". I would have liked to see my face expression.

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The Not So Secret Sickness in our Society

August 13, 2024September 16, 2024 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

The psychological wound is deep and ragged, prone to infection. If it festers, unwatched and unacknowledged, the infection can even lead to a poisoning of the whole body.

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Alice and the Pedophile

July 12, 2024August 12, 2024 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

When you find out what he did, you may wonder how I could have kept the worry beads. But I keep lots of things. I worried the beads for years. I still have a few, one placed in a homemade dream catcher that gives me no dreams.

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Summer Sad

July 5, 2024July 12, 2024 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

It is often grey, overcast and cool yet muggy. The air is full of the blessed, biting bugs. Everything is damp.

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Summer in the Country

June 20, 2024January 30, 2025 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

They must have been dreaming of living there. There must have been dreams.

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I Do Believe in Science

June 15, 2024October 3, 2024 / megdedwards / Leave a comment

The blood samples were freshly collected data that was ready to to be analyzed within the context of the bigger longitudinal study. There were so many factors to compare and calculate. This was real science.

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