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People Hugger
My dad was a tree hugger. Not an environmentalist and not a demonstrator, but someone ...
The Return
You pack, you clean, you toss, you save, you bid fond farewells with new commitments ...
Shaped, and Shaped Again
“We shape our self to fit this world and by the world are shaped again.” ...
At Midday
At midday, the tender needles of the Douglas fir cradle rain drops not yet stolen ...
Down to Earth
We will be brought low; all the way down to earth. These moments can feel ...
Love and Leadership
If we choose to think of love as a "state of being...a state of grace...in ...
Poem for a Sunday Morning
My friend, Theresa, loves this poem. I haven't seen her for a few days and ...
Brokenness Aside
Please look at the upper left section of this photograph. Please notice that the branch ...






