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Absent Wonder
I wandered through woods, towering stands of oak and beech,clamoured over endless swells of golden dunes,scrambled up and slid down slopes of sun-warmed sand. I marvelled at the perfect circles drawn by blades of restless beach grass,like the… Continue reading
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Whiteboard
Picture your lifeas a whiteboardon which is writtenall you've been toldabout life and meaning– all you should believe, all you should do, all you should be. Thus crammed witha lifetime of scribbling,the board is unreadable,a jumble of… Continue reading
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The New Question
For a very long time,the question of spiritual identityhas been,"Who are you?" Now is the time for a new question:"Whose are you?" We are God's.We belong to one another. As Desmund Tutu said,"I am because you are." Text and image… Continue reading
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What Waits Within
The blooming roselives within the bud,the blood-red tulipwithin the dormant bulb,the canopy of sheltering leaveswithin the bare branch braced against the raw winter wind. What then waitswithin you? Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Christmas, Day 9
Hold my hand,for I am frightened:what if, just this once,Christmas doesn't come? We draw toward midnight;our candles burn low.How do we continueif Christmas doesn't come? The clock strikes the hour,the earth sighs beneath us–a sigh of sweet relief.Christmas has come.… Continue reading
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I Love Winter
The avenue on which we live,which carries us to and from the worlds of work and commerce,has disappeared beneath a soft overcoat of white. Nothing moves, nor wants to.Frozen respite. I love Winter. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk… Continue reading
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Opt Out
The most counter-cultural(and potentionally liberating)action you can take this holidayis to opt outof this culture of consumption. Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Job-Loss, Death, Etc.
From time to timethe vehicle of your life–the one you're driving even as you read this–disappears from the busy streets you navigate dailyand reappears on some empty, unknown, rural road. What landscape is this?Signs point to places you do not… Continue reading