For sixty-three years I’ve ground myself within this karmic mortar. Yesterday I washed it out and put it high on the pantry shelf. From Braided Creek, by Ted Kooser and Jim Harrison In art, and in life, we have plenty of past to beat ourselves up over – the hardest person to forgive and accept…
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Thoughts on St. Valentine
A bit different post today… Friday was Valentine’s Day – hearts, flowers, chocolates, and romance. Yet we live in times where hearts are broken, flowers are threatened, and feelings of loneliness and fear are pervasive. Saint Valentine lived in similar times back in the mid 200s. In the 3rd century the Roman Empire was in…
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