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Living in a Monastery
When I was nineteen I went to live in a Benedictine Monastery in New Mexico. As the monastery was semi cloistered each community member was assigned a task to do…
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The Lace Thing
Lace, that starts your hands to itch because you long to pick it up, and at the same time starts your heart a pumping…
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Questions Answered
Since I am terribly behind on emails and responding to the comments you have left me I thought I would try to answer some…
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Up close, yet faraway at Christmas
The reflection in the Christmas ornament is of me with my new macro lens. French husband is standing over my shoulder smiling. He is…
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Baby Jesus
"…and a little child shall lead them." Isaiah 11:6 When I was fourteen my Mother…
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The Gift Within Us
Untie the strings, pull back the cover, open your arms and see the gift of yourself. May this Christmas we find the beauty of…
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Latest French Fashion
The other night Chelsea was talking about school and what she hopes to do when she graduates. Afterward, as we walked back to Chelsea's…
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Vegetable Soup
Vegetable soup: One onion, two turnips, a bunch of carrots, two leeks, a few collard leaves, one potato, the heart of the celery,…
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The Art of Walking Naturally
Last night as we headed out to the restaurant to celebrate my daughter's birthday, Sacha leaned close to me and asked, "Mom, whose arm…
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