November 10, 2010 
As a newborn babe I crawl from my mother’s womb And stand on wobbly legs in the new world; Wash the new body that has just been So tenderly born from a lifetime labor, And walk to stand before the fire. I raise my face to your infinite sky And feel your touch of grace: [...]
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Like the swamp I discovered last week, life is murky. It can be difficult to know how to negotiate the mire. It takes intention, openness, and willingness to see the good, the true, and the beautiful in the dark, mucky places, but they are there—they are always there. I often have to sit for an [...]
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