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A Study of Light
Moods of water float with ease on ice, broken. Let yours too. Water is drawn to rocky shores near naked sand. So am I. What is Love that it should shine through the dark night of my soul? What is darkness that it should reveal the Light of your love? Through fogs of...
Remembering the Corn Story
I can tell Thanksgiving is going to be a beautiful clear day here in Milwaukee. A little chilly but warmer than it’s been so I slip on my son’s hoodie that he left behind last time he was here, and layer on my dad’s flannel-lined jean jacket to take...
Moving Together Toward Greater Sensitivity
It was her tone. Her tone on the voicemail went right through me. Her words would roll off (or I would try to let them). They weren’t a big deal. I mean, they were to her, so they mattered to me. She was upset about the way her envelope had been addressed. In the...