Category Archives: Being Human

How We Make Life Work with Each Other: 2 Quotes and 2 Prayers

We are building something immense together that, though invisible and immaterial, is a structure, one we reside within—or, rather, many overlapping structures…Though there are individual voices and people who got there first, these are collective projects that matter not when … Continue reading

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In This New Year I Am Hoping for a Whole Bunch of Nothing

Things were never “the way they used to be.” Things will never “be the way it is going to be.” Things are always the way they are for the time being. And the time being is always in motion. Alexander … Continue reading

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Landslide

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A Universe in Every Mind

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realizeThe stars are words and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words,and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am,whether in … Continue reading

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Chiaroscuro Visions

The Uses of Sorrow  (In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave mea box full of darkness. It took me years to understandthat this, too, was a gift. Mary Oliver

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