The Left Hand of Forgiveness

Places are a lot like people; you lean into the good parts and forgive the bad. This is a continual posture, not a sanction. I think of this as bowing down, not in worship, but in a choice to honor with grace. I am not interested in hierarchy, or teaching this place or person a…

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I and She

The mercy tree looks like mangoes, sweet, dangling fruit of life and death hang in the branches, asking, what today will be? Exhaustion and defeat gaze longing, wondering at space and wood and desperation. Splintering at the roots and thinking, Respite could be in the limbs. Another fruit, a stranger kind is swaying in the…

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No Fear No Shame

I have long been a fearful person. This is not something I realized or could even own up to until very recently. I have often prided myself in being fearless; bold; daring! Not afraid to try new things! The first to jump in! Perhaps this is so in certain circumstances, but I frequently find myself…

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