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I left the house in a huff of anger and frustration, pulling away from the curb without a plan. I wanted quiet and space and a place to use my computer and phone, but beyond all of that I needed to be near water. I needed to sit and watch it moving,...
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“Where there’s surrender, synchoronicity tends to follow . . .” Cynthia Bourgeault After binge-cleaning and crashing with an episode of Glee late the night before, we woke to the sound of the twins hooting and hollering in their cribs and the...
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I heard a thump as the van rounded the corner and looked up to see Jack and Annie slide down the windshield landing tucked behind the wiper blades. They were followed shortly by Ivy + Bean as I slammed on the brakes and leapt out of the driver’s seat. The...
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My participation in Oasis’ Journey into Silence began with two days and nights of prayer, silence and solitude spent journaling, wandering and re-collecting myself. Then I returned home to the ocean of intensity, chaos and noise that typifies life with four...
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Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was...
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“We’re thinking about having another baby,” I said, keeping my hands at two and four on the steering wheel and glancing over at my mother who sat holding her purse in the passenger seat. We were a little over a month into her diagnosis and several weeks into...
