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Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing (or wrong turns and right turns), there is a field. I’ll meet you there. -Rumi * * * If life’s a highway, then I’m in trouble. I felt good when I turned 30, knowing I had...
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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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The Fallow Field I wonder whether the field that lies fallow for a season, envies a neighboring field’s productivity? Or whether it simply lies there resting, drinking in the warm sunshine as it is restored, grateful. I’m coming into yet another week tired and...
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“Where we stumble and fall is where we find pure gold.” Carl Jung My husband and I were talking the other night about life and winter with four kids, about parents in transition and crisis, about waiting on pins and needles and credit-cards for our much...
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I sat in the living room last week rocking my poor, sick, sleeping boy and watched while his twin brother explored a small wooden chair. He walked diligently to the book basket, chose a board book, then toddled quickly over to the chair. Placing the...
