introspection
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Some of the stuff that runs in my brain
The last post I did on this blog was pretty clear on what I was thinking. And to be quite honest, I agree with what I said then and I hold true to it now. That being said, it has… Continue reading
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Treasure or the Coin
I have been thinking a lot about the purpose of the studio and my writing and my yarn. Black Ram Designs found a home on Main Street in Cabot Vermont earlier this year. I was looking for a place for… Continue reading
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I want to float, not dive
Not quite ready for the day. I have my tea and mouse is keeping me company. I kinda want to be all on top of it and hit the ground running, but today I just want to ease into it. Like… Continue reading
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Exhaling into death
It occurred to me yesterday morning that I have been fearful of the role of full-time hospice chaplaincy for two main reasons. The first is that I thought I might get burnt out ministering mostly to folks who are actively… Continue reading
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I am not a preacher
Blizzard Well, not really. At least not yet, there is very little wind. Certainly not huge gusts that make the trees creak. There is heavy wet snow and walking home tonight was lovely in a surreal kind of way. … Continue reading
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Tell me why you fear him
In 1986 I was a student in London and thought that it would be great fun to travel with a buddy I had met at school. Susie Morgahni’s family was living in London after immigrating from Beirut. The cause was… Continue reading
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Hope showed up
I called my friend Desirée yesterday to ask a solid favor from her. Perhaps. That was the pretense really. I called her because I feel a need to hold my breath as this giant wave of discontent approaches and I… Continue reading
Little Bit Broken 