Monthly Archives: August 2018

Rant from the “seat of my pants”

Spoiler alert:  This is not a rant about how the world is going to hell in a hand basket.  It’s not a rant about how we sleep at night with starving children in Sudan.  It’s not a rant about Trump … Continue reading

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It’s life and death for them today

Fingers in brown sandy soil thinning crowded avenues of carrots.  I used to despair thinning these deep tap roots stretching down past undulating worms.  How could one decide carrot life or death?  How could one presume to kill this one … Continue reading

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Coming into wholeness

I have been thinking a lot about wholeness this week.  My friend, Deb, shared a post on Facebook recently about how she’s achieved wholeness in several areas of her life:  as a parent, as a spouse, as a descendant.  She … Continue reading

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