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About Deborah

Deborah Jane Milton, Ph.D. is an artist, mentor, writer, mother of four, grandmother of eight. who inspires humanity's Great Turning: our evolution to living as a "whole" human, with headbrain and bodymind collaborating, with science and spirit dancing, with rationality, intuition and the ephemeral co-creating.

Where Have All the Fishes Gone?

My mind meanders as I drive home fast on slick highways in the raining dark, bedazzled by rubies ahead of me and diamonds racing toward me on the other side of the median strip. This dazzling world of shifting forms … Continue reading

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Building Curiosity

As I prepare this note, I’m sitting at my keyboard at my desk in my living room at home…How wyrd and wonderful that I’m imagining myself three days ahead when I’ll be barreling down the highway headed back home…that’s the … Continue reading

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Holding Fast

Given that the first day of the workshop is now over, I bet anything the title of this next poem and picture is perfect! Meeting the Unexpected A young executive, stressed by the frenzied pace of his e-market world, seeks … Continue reading

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Place Holder Too

Epona Weaves the Worlds Ancient Europeans revered the horse as the goddess, Epona, who wed the fertility of the land to the fertility of the people, who carried the sun across the sky and the warrior on her back. The … Continue reading

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Place Holder

I’m heading North tomorrow, Friday, to teach an Introduction to Ecstatic Wisdom Postures for the weekend. You can read more about Ecstatic Postures right here on this blog site. Note the page with that name on the header right above … Continue reading

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To Be or Not

Salmon, salmon, salmon. Where are they? Out in the Sound, how many struggle to find their way home to these tiny creeks? We’ve had rain in the past week. The stream bed flows with more water and a faster current. … Continue reading

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Touched by the Unexpected

My last post, oh so long ago on the 27th of October, shares the vagaries that ordinary life plays on us from time to time, or maybe moment to moment. And that theme has continued since. Later that same day, … Continue reading

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Vagaries of this Morning

Two mornings a week I care for my almost two year old grandson. After twenty-eight years of living far away from most of my kids, this is a novel and rare privilege. It’s important for me to arrive on time, … Continue reading

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Polyphony Revisited

The dogs and I scamper (well, I only kind of scamper – I mostly walk fast, throw a stick for Omi, and keep tabs on Taka. ) through a jabbering rain forest creaking and groaning against the wind. I suddenly … Continue reading

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Alarm Clock

 I’m climbing out on that proverbial limb. I’m changing the title of this blog. Look above. See??? I want to wake you up. Instead of being the canary in the coal mine, I am an alarm clock, one of … Continue reading

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