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	<title>Comments on: Chilly Night</title>
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		<title>By: The Great White Shank</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Great White Shank</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 18:15:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A lovely entry, Pete - thanks for sending it. 

That's why Tracey loves the McDougal Nipple Cactus (yes there really is such a thing!) that I planted on the anniversary of the death of her favorite rabbit (Marble). She had saved some of his cocoa puffs for posterity - OK, that's kind of strange - but I convinced her to let me fertilize the bush with them and it has since really taken off. For her the bush is now a part of marble that will always be alive. 

So now we call it the Marble Memorial McDougal Nipple Cactus. Even though it doesn't look much like a cactus anymore, it's just a happy bush...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A lovely entry, Pete - thanks for sending it. </p>
<p>That&#8217;s why Tracey loves the McDougal Nipple Cactus (yes there really is such a thing!) that I planted on the anniversary of the death of her favorite rabbit (Marble). She had saved some of his cocoa puffs for posterity - OK, that&#8217;s kind of strange - but I convinced her to let me fertilize the bush with them and it has since really taken off. For her the bush is now a part of marble that will always be alive. </p>
<p>So now we call it the Marble Memorial McDougal Nipple Cactus. Even though it doesn&#8217;t look much like a cactus anymore, it&#8217;s just a happy bush&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Pete</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 14:31:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>GWS,
Here is a thought by Thich Nhat Hanh from his book: Peace Is Every Step: the path of Mindfulness in Everyday life.  It was in my Hospice newsletter.

I asked the leaf whether it was frightened because it was autumn and the other leaves were falling.  The leaf told me, “No. During the whole spring and summer I was completely alive.  I worked hard to help nourish the tree, and now much of me is in the tree.  I am not limited by this form.  I am also the whole tree, and when I go back to the soil, I will continue to nourish the tree.  So I don’t worry at all.  As I leave this branch and float to the ground, I will wave to the tree and tell her, ‘I will see you again very soon.’”
That day there was a wind blowing and, after a while, I saw the leaf leave the branch and float down to the soil, dancing joyfully, because as it floated it saw itself already there in the tree.  I was so happy.  I bowed my head, knowing that I have a lot to learn from that leaf.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>GWS,<br />
Here is a thought by Thich Nhat Hanh from his book: Peace Is Every Step: the path of Mindfulness in Everyday life.  It was in my Hospice newsletter.</p>
<p>I asked the leaf whether it was frightened because it was autumn and the other leaves were falling.  The leaf told me, “No. During the whole spring and summer I was completely alive.  I worked hard to help nourish the tree, and now much of me is in the tree.  I am not limited by this form.  I am also the whole tree, and when I go back to the soil, I will continue to nourish the tree.  So I don’t worry at all.  As I leave this branch and float to the ground, I will wave to the tree and tell her, ‘I will see you again very soon.’”<br />
That day there was a wind blowing and, after a while, I saw the leaf leave the branch and float down to the soil, dancing joyfully, because as it floated it saw itself already there in the tree.  I was so happy.  I bowed my head, knowing that I have a lot to learn from that leaf.</p>
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