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Finding Halcyon

Finding Halcyon

A few days inside the life I still can’t believe is mine. I wanted to pack the book for my trip. It’s a hardcover, it didn’t fit in my computer bag. Instead, I packed the prayer in my heart that I’d read from it the morning of my trip. It’s a most beautiful book, lent...
What If Love Was Not Returned?

What If Love Was Not Returned?

— On Holy Saturday restlessness, our human “what ifs,” and the love that chose us anyway. Saturday, I’m sorry to say—it being Holy Saturday and all—was a restless day. It started off okay, I wrote, read, walked—the usual. But by the afternoon I couldn’t sit still. I...
Oh, The Never Ending New Beginnings!

Oh, The Never Ending New Beginnings!

Does the story ever end? Ask any artist: the sonata could have one more movement or rest, the painting one more shade of light, the sculpture one more softened edge, the story one more period… or another new beginning. Does the story ever end? Why? Why is it so...
Oh, the People You’ll Meet

Oh, the People You’ll Meet

Mailing the Agreement for Just Along for the Ride to my new publisher Sometimes I stand, hands in pockets (hopefully I have pockets) a little self-consciously, as people walk past me, mostly avoiding eye contact, because, you know, that’s what we do sometimes. And I...

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