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A perfect place
the space in between past and future, the empty chair that calls our name, Behere now. one place or another we must take a seat…
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French Twist
Sacha and I are at the hairdresser's. I am looking at a magazine while Sacha is checking out his surroundings. The women waiting are admiring his curls and English vocabulary.…
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Somethings do not Change
When I lived in the monastery, our first words chanted at dawn were: “Oh Lord, open my lips and my mouth shall proclaim your praise!” I was in love with…
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Joyeuses Pâques!
My brother and I, 1961. We had matching sailors outfits. I had a bonnet, gloves and a white patine purse. Easter meant new clothes for church, waking up early and…
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Live your Gift
In Marseille, on a building is this large carved plaque. The paint is peeling and I can see that there is something underneath it..an image? ancient writing?…It has been covered…
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Good Friday
My Grandparent’s lives were one of work and prayer. They were farmers. They lived by their hands; large, soft, tender hands perfectly carved with time. Their prayers echo within my…
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Real Life
I always give up something for Lent, but didn’t this year. I am 48, married, have two children, live in France, grew up in Willows California, have gray hair, wrinkles…
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Holy Communion
such truth is exposed how busy we can be…. chasing after happiness. running around in a circle and calling it living. how often do you hear …
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My Hero
My Dad is the best. He is. Even if today wasn’t his 79th birthday I would proclaim him the best. *The man and his bike, in the cow barn converted…
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Sowing Seeds
That which we gather in the garden of delight is the fruit of our labor. What seeds are you planting in your soul this spring?
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