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- Birthday:
- Jul 27, 1962 (Age: 60)
- Location:
- A Hippie Commune
- Occupation:
- Achieve an abiding sense of peace.
- Biography:
- I value compassion and integrity in all things. I continue to endeavor to accept what I can't change once I have come to understand a situation, person or reality.
- In descending order, which 6 things could you never do without?:
- 1. A sense of meaning. 2. A sense of purpose. 3. A safe and quiet place to be alone. 4. An aspiration. 5. Someone to care for. 6. The belief that there's always something around the next bend in the road that I will want to see and experience.
- What would be your epitaph?:
- Here lie the mortal remains of ZenCat, who knew that sometimes it's better not to think too much. She sometimes spent too much time trying not to think so much. It was a terrible loop. And she finally spontaneously combusted in the effort.
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I'm somebody different now. I'll let you know when I figure me out.
Researching everything my mind seizes on. Creating a serene environment, physically and emotionally. I enjoy organization, feng shui-ing my environment, watching well-made historical/period dramatic films, reading historic, fantasy or otherwise emotional family/coming of age/dystopic fiction with a supernatural edge. I used to write poetry and paint, but have neglected my tactile creativity for many years and continue trying to reclaim that valuable territory.Interact
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"I knew that courage came with less struggle for some than for others but I believed that anyone who desired it could have it. That the desire was the thing itself. The thing itself. I could think of nothing else of which that was true." ~ Cormac McCarthy ~ All The Pretty Horses