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Maundy Thursday, 2013
She huddles on the shore,feet buried in moist sand,cold to the bone, but rooted. The waves pull at each other,slide up and over rocks,recoil and echo,slosh and hiss. She feels awash and adrift,tasting a salt seabroader and deeperthan human need. … Continue reading
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Core Word #3: Expansion
As I've grown spiritually (and I do think of it as growth, though maybe it's change, or evolution, or devolution–in any case, because it gets better and better, I experience it as growth), it feels, even when I'm letting go… Continue reading