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Everything Leads to You

“This much I know. Everything leads to You.” Deborah Gregory, “In Full Flower” from A Liberated Sheep in a Post Shepherd World *** You were in my dream last night, healthy, waving from across the room. I

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Three Little Love Stories on the Anniversary of A Brother’s Death

1950 Jim and I sat in the backseat, our faces out opposite windows. The wind dried our sweat into salty white stains. Daddy was sick, so our parents had pulled a tiny Airstream to Arizona for a virus-free winter. We packed

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The Delicate Dance between Mother and Crone

My son Anthony sent a text last week. “Leaving San Francisco now.” Their move to rural New York had been planned for many months, so that was no surprise. I wanted to write back: “Watch out for snow

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Reclaiming Inner Peace in an Agitated World

“Ultimately, we have just one moral duty: to reclaim large areas of peace in ourselves, more and more peace, and to reflect it toward others. And the more peace there is in us, the more peace there will also be in our troubled world.”

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Have They Forgotten They Are Mortal? Lessons from Hecate

The Greek Goddess Hecate has a witchy reputation—wild broomstick rides in the night, warts on her nose, and poison brews, but it wasn’t always like that. In ancient Greece, she was a revered, beautiful Goddess associated with the

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Baby David’s Hippie Baptism: A Ritual to Bless New Life

Soon after our son David was born in 1970, my husband’s mom gave me a small battered box. Inside, wrapped in crumpled tissue paper, I found a yellowed christening dress with the lace still in good shape. “You’ll need

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When Kindness Demands a Lie

“Give my son a kiss from me,” my mother-in-law Virginia whispers. “OK, I will,” I say as I give her hand a squeeze. She wants to kiss the child who was the center of her world. There’s no use

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5 Ways to Listen for the Soul’s Call

It’s 2 p.m. This morning’s meditation was a practice in fidgets and worry. Breakfast and lunch were thrown together and the dishes are in the sink. I haven’t been outside. I feel scattered and unfocused. I didn’t

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Interdependence

I should have known sorrow would flood my heart. I should have known grief would grab my belly and soak my face. I should have known I’d search the crowd for my dead husband’s smile. I should have known

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Giving Hope a Seat Between Anxiety and Grief: Women’s March on Washington

Women, girls, kids, and men in pink hats and scarves jammed the Washington Metro subway. A joyful and determined pink mob pressed together and helped each other find a place to stand or sit. Each stop added

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