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Tag Archives: present
Proximity of Place
I’ve come to realize that some places are deeply imprinted on my soul. Like a bird drawn to patterns of seasonal migration, there is a sort of homing beacon that prompts me to go, just go to particular places at … Continue reading
Posted in Lent 2017
Tagged being present, flower, labyrinth, Lent, Mary Oliver, meditation, nature, place, poetry, present, proximity, spirituality, spring, the place I want to get back to
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Hope, part 3 (the gift)
All I wanted for Christmas that year was a Rubik’s cube. Now, that sounds like a ridiculously cheap and easy holiday gift, compared with iPads and Xboxes dominating lists today. But, in 1981, it really was all I wanted. Purchasing … Continue reading
Posted in advent 2013
Tagged Advent, Christmas, dad, father, gift, hope, humor, Parenting, practical jokes, present, rubik's cube, Waiting
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small points of light 