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Aging and the Silent Mind

I remember my grandmother sitting alone in the sunny back yard - not lonely but quiet, in touch with something larger than her mind - stillness, silence, consciousness.

I remember my mother sliding into dementia and watching her mind become silent, silent and empty (until childhood abandonment pain would surface from the unlocking compartments  Read More 
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