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November 16, 2013 / 1 comment

Where I Limp in the Jungle

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Where I Am

Thoughts on Lockdown Easter with Andrea Boccelli April 13, 2020
I haven’t maintained a blog in years, but I thought Lockdown Easter was more of a true Easter than I’ve had in years, and I wanted to talk about it. Growing up a Christian, it’s weird and sad to not be at church today. Ted and I watched the live broadcast of Andrea Bocelli’s concert on the steps of Milan’s Cathedral. He was surrounded by emptiness. As Bocell […]
Sometimes, when you’re still in the same place, the light... April 22, 2017
Sometimes, when you’re still in the same place, the light changes. And you can see what you knew was there.
An outward symbol of a holy, inward reality of dependence. (at... March 2, 2017
An outward symbol of a holy, inward reality of dependence. (at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church - San Rafael)

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