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    advent journal: limited perspective

    by  • December 2, 2016 • advent journal, hope, poetry • 1 Comment

    limited view Somewhere in the soundtrack of my life these words broke in: “the things we are bounded by make us capable of excellence.” Not bound like a prisoner— shackled—but bounded, perhaps even boundaried: put the rails up on the lane and we all throw more strikes. Freedom, at its finest is more than...

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    stonecatchers

    by  • November 15, 2016 • america, fear, hope, kindness • 24 Comments

    I’ve allowed myself to become stuck in the aftermath of both the campaign and the election. The volume of discourse has been overwhelming, even when those talking on the same side. Opinions about everything from sexism to safety pins feel as though most all of them are shouted. I haven’t wanted to join in,...

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    aftermath

    by  • September 27, 2016 • america, fear, hope, justice • 13 Comments

    aftermath   I didn’t watch the debate last night on purpose. I went to bed and woke this morning to screens strewn with the debris of comments and video clips like empty beer cups and hot dog wrappers left after a WWF cage match.   Orange is the new angry. No. It’s the same...

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