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Bare, revisited

Fire, small and mean, spits at me, its red darting flames just like my daughter’s tongue when it protrudes from her mouth to scorn me. I scowl back. Fistfuls of smoke pour over the cauldron; howling winds grab the steam and fling it out on the high prairie beyond the grove of trees encircling me. […]

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Promise

(A very transparent post on the eve of this blog’s second anniversary!) I was arrested on a Tuesday night. In the worst rain our Midwestern metro had seen in decades, I plowed my cousin’s champagne-colored Ford Escort into a late model sedan. “Oh, shit!” seemed a futile and gross understatement but I uttered it anyway as […]

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Whole

Recently, a friend said something in passing that nearly knocked me from my precarious balancing chair pose. She said, while torturing our trembling limbs with countless rounds of cobra and cat and every form of animal, “Balance is not that all parts weigh the same but that all parts create the whole”. In my fog and pooling […]

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Cope

It’s scary out there. One of my children jumps like a jackhammer from her bed, sending reverberating ripples to windows and the warmish coffee I clutch in an entirely different room. I am reminded of Jurassic Park. Before I can recall whether the cast survived, I hear this same child sing-shout Jingle Bells using no more than three […]

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Bare

“Do you know what I love most about God?” My daughter asks this as we share a brief breakfast date before preschool one morning. “No, sweetie. What’s that?” “His power,” she whispers, leaning across the table, balancing on eager elbows to give her words further weight. My 4-year old daughter gets it. Whenever she considers grace, this mysterious word […]

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