Author Archives: Pazlo

About Pazlo

Armchair Zen Master, poet, father, husband, fisherman, grandfather, brother, naturalist, son, birdwatcher, uncle, collector of old things, dog person, human.

Precious

Posted on January 10, 2020

  Thoughts and words come easily now. Things we did not want to think, nor me to say. It is this most gracious and wonderous gift you have bestowed upon me: To have valued our time as precious.   Love … Continue reading →

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Outbound

Posted on December 10, 2019

  You must be out in this world if you wish to truly know it. Come on!   -Chuy

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Doors

Posted on November 25, 2019

    My preference: leave the door open.   Chuy

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Improvement

Posted on September 7, 2019

      It’s like Jack Nicholson said to Helen Hunt in As Good As It Gets. “You make me want to be a better person.” I can never thank you enough, dear friend.     Paz

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Gift

Posted on July 22, 2019

  The finest gift I ever received Did not come from a store. It wasn’t a thing I’d “always wanted”. Or replacement for that which I’d had before.   It came to me without wrappings. No boxes or bags, no … Continue reading →

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Pinnacle

Posted on June 28, 2019

    Remember these Tiger Lilies, This thick underbrush, This hazy morning. This Pinnacle Day. -Chuy      

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Silence

Posted on June 18, 2019

  Embrace silence. Not the sorrow born of isolation, But the  Serenity born of Solitude.   -Chuy    

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