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    <title>Gather: Articles by Joyce C.</title>
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    <description>Recent Articles on Gather by Joyce C.</description>
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    <copyright>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</copyright>
    <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 09:44:25 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Another update and a book.</title>
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      <description>Been busy with Natasha. She's fast growing up, getting rounder and cuter. She will be exactly a month on the 1st of September. 
 Book and writing-wise, I have signed up with Createspace and right now, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 06:12:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-26T06:12:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>1st August, books and books!</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977767156</link>
      <description>Time for a timely update. 
 I gave birth on the 1st of August (Lammas!) to a healthy baby girl whom we have named Natasha. The birth was relatively uneventful for an elective Caesarean section. I did . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 02:58:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-08T02:58:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>More updates.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977727825</link>
      <description>Sorry for the silence. I am now close to delivery (three weeks more to go) and still working on stories. 
 At the moment, my current stories are stored at http://jolantru.dreamwidth.org/. 
  </description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 02:49:41 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-03T02:49:41Z</dc:date>
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      <title>An excerpt from "A Basketful Of Figs"</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977711466</link>
      <description>There is a fig tree in the center of our family courtyard. It has been with our family for generations, providing basketfuls of sweet-fleshed figs year after year. Celebrations are held under its peridot . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 07:10:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977711466</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-15T07:10:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Story: The Praying Tree.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977704526</link>
      <description>There is a tree right smack in the middle of an empty fragment of unused land. It is a large wattle tree, blooming golden-yellow in the right season with adequate sunlight and water. 
 
 
 It might . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 03:28:12 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-08T03:28:12Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Back from hiatus (of sorts).</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977703244</link>
      <description>Hi hi. I am back. ;) 
 Back from a hiatus (of sorts). A lot of life-changes. I am currently in my third trimester, carrying my second child (nicknamed Dot). 
 Still doing photography and a lot of writing . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 14:03:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-06T14:03:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>My current life-path: Where I am heading.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977349362</link>
      <description>Life is a journey, as they always say. And currently, my life-path is filled with adventure, a bit of trepidation and a sense of optimism. The path ebbs and flow - and each mistake I make a lesson, each . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 14:00:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-20T14:00:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Things past, Things present - A Poem.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977339758</link>
      <description>Things past, things present, 
 Influx of current and history: 
 Like a river, it will only move forward, 
 Curling the stones of thought beneath 
 And chevrons of the future in the making. 
 Things past, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 13:36:05 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-05-06T13:36:05Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Still here.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977325702</link>
      <description>I am still here. Just busy with work and Life in general. And also dealing with the new changes in Gather.  
  
 Golden leaves and sunlight blessings!</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 12:17:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977325702</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-17T12:17:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Cat/neko Shrine: a dream.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977300676</link>
      <description>Right in the middle of the town square, a dream place consisting of an old haunt from my childhood, was a large circular shrine, dedicated to neko/cats. It had weathered stone steps leading up to the main . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 13:10:23 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-03T13:10:23Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Harsh realities.</title>
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      <description>One thing about being a teacher is the opportunity to really confront the various harsh realities faced by kids. I often return home, thankful and sad that some of us could be so blessed while there are . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 12:09:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-04-01T12:09:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Dark soil.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977296210</link>
      <description>Paws in black loam. 
 Sniffing - humus, humid, humility. 
 Lips curl over sharp canines, 
 Amber pools, mini lunar discs. 
  
 Fungi, mushroom, decay, rot. 
 Growth, damp, germinating, seething. 
 The . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 04:37:41 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-29T04:37:41Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Path of the Desert Mother - Poem.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977293803</link>
      <description>   

 Am I willing to take those steps – 

 Hesitant journeywoman on this path? 

 Am I frightened of the desert – 

 Bare and acrid with nothing to love? 

 Am I seeking the spring, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 12:01:06 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-26T12:01:06Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Ode to Compost - an ode.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977290060</link>
      <description>Oh deep dark compost, so rich with nutrients, of the Earth's goodness. A combination of things we do not want, the debris, the junk, the leftovers, the bits-and-pieces. We throw them in and they break . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 12:37:02 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977290060</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-21T12:37:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Equilibrium - a short short tale.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977289206</link>
      <description>She dropped onto the soft sand, panther-quiet, a dark shadow slipping in the shadows of the large hangar. She hid beneath the large silver fighter planes. Birds of death, her people called them. Birds . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 12:37:02 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977289206</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-20T12:37:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Desert Mother (II).</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977287379</link>
      <description>You walked under the sheltering boughs of cedar. 
 You strode beneath the acacias, barefoot, silent. 
 You danced around the pomegranates, tasting their ruby sweetness. 
 You touched the olive trees laden . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 13:05:02 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977287379</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-18T13:05:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Jam - A Haiku, of sorts.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977284255</link>
      <description>Liquid gold - 
 Sunburst in mouth, 
 Sweet and tart at the same time.</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 15:10:53 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-14T15:10:53Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Dancing the drum beat.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977277041</link>
      <description>So, I drum, the beat close to my ear, reaching right into my bones. And my bones resonate with the song, shrugging off the layers, revealling who I am. My inner self. 
  
 My soul is wild, filled with . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 13:44:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977277041</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-06T13:44:14Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Frame-drumming, anyone?</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977273359</link>
      <description>I have recently gone back to drumming again. I myself play the bodhran, though a little unorthodox - I play it either with a mallet or with my hands (as if I am playing on a tar). 
  
 So, is anyone here . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 15:01:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-02T15:01:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Wolf Moon - A Poem.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977272512</link>
      <description>Moon bathed land, 
 Silver-kissed, luna sea: 
 Wolf moon, hunting moon - 
 Satellite no more, but 
 Heart of the wild, 
 Expressed in fur emerging from human skin, 
 Ephemeral transformation electric  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 10:59:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977272512</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-03-01T10:59:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Time To Wake Up: A Spring ode.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977252025</link>
      <description>Inspired by - yes - Johnny and the Sprites. 
 
  Wake up, old slumbering Earth - 
 Wake up and stretch forth your shoots, 
 Your little germinating seeds, your little bulbs. 
 Let them push out from the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 14:52:15 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-07T14:52:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Tuesday thoughts.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977249933</link>
      <description>Two more days before the Chinese New Year.  
  
 Visited a home for the aged and infirm today, as part of the school staff's community service project. Held their hands and spoke to them - they really . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 13:15:57 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-05T13:15:57Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Vertigo - a poem, of sorts.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977236587</link>
      <description>Spin, spun, spinning: 

 Please stop the room - 

 I want to greet the universe now, 

 Even it whirls with spirals and whirlpools. 

 Cartwheeling across the stars, turning 

 Like many funfair rides. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 05:34:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977236587</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-22T05:34:26Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Visions of Spirituality: a photo-essay.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977231210</link>
      <description>I love taking pictures, especially about moments of spirituality. I love the different aspects of worship and spirituality in people and how these are expressed. Be it under a tree or in the sanctity . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 13:56:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977231210</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-16T13:56:49Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Wise Ones.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977227745</link>
      <description>  

 The trees are wise. They teach us the cycles of time. They also teach us wisdom. In many cultures, trees are often the bearers of wisdom and knowledge. Listen, particularly, to the older trees . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 15:19:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977227745</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-12T15:19:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Wonder.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977227567</link>
      <description>Wonder still exists in this world. The kind of wide-eyed &amp;quot;Wow&amp;quot;, residing in all of us, even in the hearts of hardened folks. 
 
It snowed in Baghdad. And the people woke up in Wonder and for . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 07:26:37 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-12T07:26:37Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Keepers of Time.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977223781</link>
      <description>  

 The trees tell time. They teach us about the rhythms of the Earth, the seasons and the cycles. From watching them, we learn the transitions of the seasons, the coming of the monsoons (June-August . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 12:48:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-08T12:48:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Making Stars - A Poem.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977223721</link>
      <description>You put a candle under a metal colander, 

 turning the room into the universe - 

 a little Milky Way, surrounding, surrounding us. 

 We became star-makers that night, 

 Galactic explorers,  ad astra . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 09:25:13 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-08T09:25:13Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Basics of Flight - Chapter Five</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977219094</link>
      <description>Chapter Five:  

  Maintaining Equilibrium  

   

   

 By noon, everyone clustered near the auditorium, waiting for more news. A major factory, situated near London central, had exploded. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 13:22:11 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977219094</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-03T13:22:11Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Note to Self.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977215088</link>
      <description>Live your light.  

  Make your own story.   

 May this be my motto for 2008 and beyond. </description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 17:21:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977215088</guid>
      <dc:creator>Joyce C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-29T17:21:37Z</dc:date>
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