Practicing Resurrection Day 33

When despair grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild …

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Practicing Resurrection Day 25

So now that I am a working woman again, I finally have the funds to commission a work of art for myself. For a mere $2 I could have a rock painted with whatever word I chose, and it would be delivered two weeks later. I guess this kind of art cannot be rushed. Today …