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It began with open space. Maybe, that’s how all things begin. All good things, that is. And, it began with need which, so often, provides fertile ground for creativity to take root. This is what I remembered as I sifted back through layers of...
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This morning the world was cloaked, white on white, as snow fell and the mountains shied behind a sheet of fog. The cornfield stretched between, like a wide sheet of paper, empty. Lighting the fire, I feel the way these two days between...
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“But while he was still far off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion . . .”...
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Toward the end of our time together, I mentioned to my spiritual director that I was considering what kind of practice I might embrace for Lent, but didn’t really know where to begin. She grew animated and explained that Lent is a time to join Jesus in the...
