This life. Wow. Sooooo messy. Apt that this blog is called The Sacred Mess. Because I am so messy. Not outwardly. Actually, I’m borderline OCD about order and about being clean. But inside? I’m like Lego scattered in a kid’s bedroom. Everywhere. Painful if you walk in barefeet. The great thing about Lego is that …

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Wail or, Why I Write You’ve seen it on the news. Some tragedy befalls a community in the middle east and the news cameras catch the reactions of the mothers, wives or sisters of the fallen. In their grief they throw their heads back and wail. No shame. Just pure anguish.  I wish sometimes, in …

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