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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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The second my body ceases its motion, they fly to me on winged feet, stampeding down the runway that stretches from one end of this dirty old apartment to the other. The center of their world has just plopped down on the couch and sensing the gravitational...
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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 sweep through the big red-framed doors into Target, into the coolness and light and open space that smells like newness and popcorn mingled together.We stop for a cart and I take off long-striding into the belly of the beast, pushing, pulling my daughter who’s...
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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...
