Author Archives: Margaret Graw

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About Margaret Graw

At the intersection of writing and yoga

Changes in Fall

  Everything changes when the season changes. In fall, the nights cool down, the yellow leaves flutter to the ground in batches, the daylight shortens and that hint of chill in the air makes me reach for a wool cardigan. … Continue reading

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Writing Distractions

So many everyday distractions. I try to take care of the details, plan ahead to minimize surprises, but they persist, those pesky distractions that steal my time, minutes and hours, and, if I’m not really careful, they become my life. … Continue reading

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Child Pose View

The first time I felt close to nature occurred one afternoon in my childhood when I was too young to find the words, or even have the thought that I was close to something big and wonderful, something that held … Continue reading

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It Takes all Kinds

Does it take all kinds? I hope so, because lately I’ve been feeling I am one of a kind more often while everyone around me is falling into line, into place, wearing a kind of uniform – as if they are all … Continue reading

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Being a Tree

If I were a tree I would have a wild head of hair, my branches growing in every direction – up, down, all askew. My trunk would have white bark, pure white bark, with large black gnarls where lower branches … Continue reading

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