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Ramadan and Lent share the same reflective time.
A rare alignment. A shared sky. On a rural road near my home, an oratory marks a symbolic threshold. These days, the air carries tension.
Borders harden.
Words sharpen.
Decisions ripple outward into lives and places that never asked for... Read the whole entry... »
 Winter jasmine greeted me against the blue sky, billowing with voluptuous clouds. The scent of almond blossoms filled the air. I lifted my face to the sun as I waited for Chelsea to come pick me up at the hospital. When she pulled up, slumped in the front seat was Yann. I immediately leaned in and kissed his feverish cheek. He didn’t even... Read the whole entry... »
 After five days in the hospital, having received absolutely excellent care, I’m finally free to go home.
Thank you all for your messages—they’ve been little sparks of love and kindness. 
 Olivia and Gabriel have chickens for their land. They already had an old chicken pen, and Gabriel and Chelsea made it ready. This past weekend, they went up the mountain to a chicken farm to buy their chickens. They came home with four. Chelsea’s chicken is called Cocotte, which is the French word for a little hen.
Martin’s... Read the whole entry... »
 “Go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows.”
Walk forward from that depth—slowly if you must—
“… for it does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.”
The spring within you is patient, and the path unfolds step by step. — by Rainer Maria Rilke and Confucius Thank you... Read the whole entry... »
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  I saw a woman outside my hospital window, her head bent and her hands held in prayer. She was crying. My heart filled with compassion for her. I raised my hand toward her and prayed with her, hoping that whatever she was imploring would be heard. I imagined a stream of prayers flowing above us—words such as healing, courage, please, forgive,... Read the whole entry... »
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