Hubris
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Love is the Drug & the Drug is Love
“Walking all over campus, my visit was delightful, but surprisingly not nostalgic. I was not wishing to go back to those golden days, not wishing to trade places with my old self. I…
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Under Control
“Here is what the men, women and children in the town were thinking behind their smiles: ‘Wave, you old fool! Good. Now touch your fingers to the bill of your cap and give…
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The Essence of Rust
“I ran back to the car for my camera. There was a story here. There was mystery, there was depth if I looked long enough and hard enough. The bubbling, the peeling of…
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We Persist
“To me, the plight of refugees is personal. The suffering of a besieged people, tortured, raped, murdered by creatures whom I chose to think of as subhuman, but know are all too human,…
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Morning Has Broken
“Even in the disastrous political climate of today, with neighbor turning on neighbor, and families divided on issues more deeply, I suspect, than at any time since the Civil War, even when global…
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What is the Heart?
“In ancient Greece, the epics of Homer did not really have a word for the human body. Not as a whole, only as an assembly of various limbs—and especially the ones that are…
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Living with Urgency on a Dying Planet
“Closer to home, Homo sapiens mammals cannot evolve fast enough to escape the current extinction crisis. Humans are vertebrate mammals. To believe that our species can avoid extinction, even as non-human vertebrates and…
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When Simon Becomes Peter: Luke 5: 1-11
“After six years of researching shame, Brown has discovered that people belong to one of two groups, those who feel worthy of love and belonging, and those who do not. Shame is the one…
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The Poetry of Glenis Redmond
“My foremothers/stand behind me/dressed in the indigo of the cosmos/stars for eyes with no recipe/ or cookbook in hand/just thousands of hearts resonating,/It’s time for you to know too./They pour into me.”—Glenis Redmond…
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Winter’s Toll
“Climate change must inevitably mean garden change as well. The garden is in the process of changing all the time. As a gardener, I am always trying to impose my own intentions on…