Be attentive lest you miss the grace that passes before you, whether as small as a single birdsong or as…
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“Stop”
It was unfamiliar, the strong, clear inner voice that spoke so sternly to me yesterday morning as I woke up…
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A time for silence (and a tea recipe)
Before my son Henry flew back to Minnesota last week, I took him out shopping for vitamins. Last winter, temperatures…
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