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The tongue of their hearts
When I was nine, my grandfather’s elder brother, Itzhak, came for a visit from Caracas. It had been twenty-five years since they had seen each other.
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How to fly
"I need to teach her that it’s OK to fall a lot. It’s the absolute best way to know you’re flying." - Ryan Reynolds
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Man’s heart away from nature becomes hard
Monks and holy guides of many different faiths agree that each person has their own “grace.” As Thomas Merton writes, “And each way is a grace, a special way is a special grace.”
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That thread
I wrote the first draft of this poem on January 26, 2025, during a Courage to Teach retreat outside Frederick, Maryland. We had read William Stafford’s “The Way It Is,” and I just couldn’t get it out of my head.
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Were it not for shadows, there would be no beauty
On the mantel above my fireplace sits a representation of Quan Yin. I keep her there where I can always see her, because she embodies my intention and my spiritual practice as a human being and as a writer.
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Nobody seems to mind
I lived in my suburban townhouse for nine years before I set foot inside a neighbor’s house. I knew their names and enough for a few minutes of small talk, but after that it felt safer to hurry back inside…
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What stands in the way becomes the way
My husband and I moved to Vermont, in part, because of our love for the land and farming. We filled our new homestead with native plants to support pollinators. This year, our farmer neighbor decided to plant corn on our border - corn laced with pesticides...
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She Hit Me, So I Hit Her First
Long ago, I was invited to Thanksgiving dinner in the home of a family with two lovely little girls. Both the meal and the company were excellent. The kids had been excused to go play, and some of the grownups were eying a second piece of pie, when suddenly one of the little girls yelped, ran into the room, and burst into tears.
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About tomorrow…
About tomorrow... Written on Tuesday, November 5, 2024.Today is one of those Big Days. One of those dates that's been stamped out in my future in bright red ink: Tuesday,…
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What does your email quote say about you?
What quote is in your email signature? Why did you include it? What are you trying to tell us? Why take the time to write a reflection? Every story helps to build a bridge of understanding across our divides.
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