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Killington contemplations at our Walden Pond
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June 21, 2017

Killington contemplations at our Walden Pond

By Marguerite Jill Dye

We’ve been hiking up the left side of Mt. Killington from the last patch of snow just above the K-1 Lodge, up Bittersweet and a series of trails and pebbly service roads. We pass the tops of the Snowshed lift, the…

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June 14, 2017

Letter to the American leaders

By Marguerite Jill Dye

On the occasion of your 145th day in office, President Trump, and my 45th column in the Mountain Times, I humbly offer Trump and his party leadership this letter which was inspired by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn’s “Letter to the Soviet Leaders” nearly…

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June 8, 2017

Stepping Stones

By Marguerite Jill Dye

A dear friend asked, “Aren’t you afraid of expressing your opinion in such a public venue? I lived through the McCarthy era when people were blacklisted for speaking their truth.”

Most of my life I’ve been afraid of voicing my feelings for…

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May 31, 2017

Creating Heaven or Hell on earth

By Marguerite Jill Dye

Inspiration may strike at the oddest hour betwixt and between deep sleep and dreams, then an idea floats into my head and I have to get up. It can’t be ignored. If I don’t jump up out of bed right then and…

Slow down, focus, experience joy
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May 24, 2017

Slow down, focus, experience joy

By Marguerite Jill Dye

I think of Mom when I wash dishes, and relive my childhood memories. We camped in a tent, then lived in the basement of the ski lodge we built off Roaring Brook Road. Dad stoked the pot belly stove for heat with…

Decluttering for sanity, new opportunities
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May 19, 2017

Decluttering for sanity, new opportunities

By Marguerite Jill Dye

I considered presenting a second Russian lesson or delving into the “109 paths from Trump to Putin,” but it would take a dissertation to investigate his Russian ties and the trail of Russian Mafia mobsters that lead to Trump Tower. Since the…

Sasha, my Russian shaman
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May 11, 2017

Sasha, my Russian shaman

By Marguerite Jill Dye

I instantly felt an affinity for the young man and recognized his special gift. I can’t remember how we first met, but he looked like my brother Jack at 38. Sasha lived in the world but was not of this world,…

National treasures
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May 3, 2017

National treasures

By Marguerite Jill Dye

Have you dared to sit on a cliff overlooking Yosemite Falls? Have you watched the sun set over Bryce Canyon as its conical shapes seemed to rise and fall? Have you hiked up the rocky river inside Zion’s narrow canyon walls? We…

Lessons from Silas, Shiloh, and Thomas Merton
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April 26, 2017

Lessons from Silas, Shiloh, and Thomas Merton

By Marguerite Jill Dye

 “When ambition ends, happiness begins,” Thomas Merton, a Trappist monk and mystic wrote. My husband, Papa Duane, and “I,” “Gammy Jill,” just spent a few unambitious and happy days with our 19-month-old grandson, Silas, in Massachusetts. The days were full and exciting watching…

Forest bathing, corruption, and cauliflower
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April 19, 2017

Forest bathing, corruption, and cauliflower

By Marguerite Jill Dye

Did you know that essential oils fall from the trees to bathe us with healing properties? Inhaling phytoncides improves immune function. Being surrounded by nature reduces anxiety and hyper activity. It puts us in balance with our center, and clears out…