The Best Days of My Life
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On Writing ::
The Pleasure and the Holiness of Writing
It took me a long time to say that I’m a writer. It took me over a year of writing EVERY day. And I mean every day for me to admit to myself that I’m a writer, and then a few years after that for me to comfortably admit to anyone else that I was. [...]
For When There Are No Words
For the days when there is nothing to say except, “Make sure you stir the brownie batter just the right amount,” For the days when your wisdom has flown and all that you really want to do is curl up with your Instagram feed, For the days when you can’t type one more word for [...]
The Little, Boring Things
I realize I’ve been trained to do this. And only recently did I figure this out. Twenty years ago when I was in the tenth grade, my dad the youth worker, as a result of his own personal spiritual journey, began a series of unconventional youth retreats based around the spiritual disciplines. They were for [...]
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