Month: February 2013
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A walk up Old Peak Road to the top of the island. A thought about our dusty sunbeams pouring happily, heavy, through the leaves. A step to the beat, a nod to a note left suspended, scattering recklessly, joyfully, abandoned to the air – a joy which only spring understands, a freedom which only summer…
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We Are the Death Star (and There Is Always an Exhaust Port)
I’ve been thinking lately that God puts certain predispositions in us as forms of divine sabotage… What happens is simple – the world gets crazy, the days are super busy and packed with work-thoughts, and there is no room for rest or delight or a refreshing breath. Without realizing it, we don’t have time to…
hablando solo 