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Walking Toward the Sacred, Dancing with the Sun

She appeared there in the field, out of nowhere, naked, as if she had fallen fresh from the sky. She was beautiful, too, her long, white  hair the length of her body, flowing in the wind, a vision to behold. Two men spotted her, they had set out from the village to scout for game.…

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Peace Be Still: Giving Thanks as a Rebellious Act

Recently, I was out hiking with a friend I hadn’t seen in years.  We were in “his” mountains, the Appalachian range, of which there remained very few trails, valleys or mountainsides he had not scaled, hiked or skied. However, all of that changed as a series of life disasters — divorce, surgery and heart issues…