My rad friend Jon has some beautiful, encouraging ideas about church, reconciliation, and a consummately spiritual life. Jon and people like him, with ideas like his, give me hope that there may be a place for me in the world, a safe, welcoming home where I can contribute and grow. Hope that this pilgrimage from fragmentation to holiness may yet culminate on this earth. There isn't much else right now that offers me that kind of hope.
Read this
and then this
and then this.
Amen.
I'd really like to give it a go. Is anybody with me?
- amy frances
- Art is how I make love to the earth. Wine is how the earth makes love to me. I practice yoga because, as Ani DiFranco has said, all that steel and stone are no match for the air, my friend; what doesn't bend breaks. Everything I do I do fiercely. I think in pictures, see in layers, hear in whispers, and feel in torrents. My mind never halts. My heart never yields. My soul is never sated. Beauty and love are my food and drink. God inhabits my inner, silent sanctum. I place my faith in paradox. I carry my friends with me, ever and always. There is no better partner than my husband.
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And you give me hope as well, my friend.
Blessings. We will miss you as we move.
And we will miss you both as well, tremendously, and you will travel with many prayers to follow.
hey babe! I'm totally interested in more details re: Chromium, etc!!!
melissavose at yahoo dot ca
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