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On the death of the Beloved, by John O’Donohue

“Though we need to weep your loss, You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Where no storm or night or pain can reach you. Your love was like the dawn Brightening over our lives Awakening beneath the dark A further adventure of color. The sound of your voice Found for us A new […]

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The Way to Heaven

Return From Tomorrow

Book Review He dies; yes clinically dead. The nurse pulls the white sheet over his head and tags him for the morgue. The hospital staff leaves the room solemnly, disappointed that they couldn’t save this poor young soldier. It was a cold December in 1943 at Camp Barkeley, Texas. Doctors and nurses get used to […]

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Grim Reaper

Death is the elephant in the room

We avoid talking about death despite that we will spend much more time “over there” than “over here.” It’s not logical. Polite people don’t bring it up. But bloggers do. Is there life after life? Or is there only death after death? Here’s the deal. The first thirty years of your life get all the […]

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Mapping the Goodness Genome

Can we sequence the DNA of goodness? Does the goodness gnome even exist? The falling “Newton’s apple” that triggered this for me, was the onset of autumn. Standing on the doorstep of winter’s sleep is strangely invigorating. Autumn is the season when everything does a lingering waltz toward dormancy and death. But even while prepping […]

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What Percy Shelley taught me about being remembered

After you pass on, you have no control over the kinds of monuments people make to remember you by. I hope I fare better than Shelley’s statue. On 8 July 1822, less than a month before his 30th birthday, Percy Bysshe Shelley drowned in a sudden storm while sailing off the northwest coast of Italy […]

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Why Love is a Big Deal

You’re in the Womb It’s like this. It’s wet, warm, cozy. You hear sounds outside, someone chopping onions or listening to Boz Scaggs. You don’t know what it is, but it’s cool. You’re a little bitty fetus, about the size of bait. You have a heartbeat and that long bellybutton doo-hickey. Life is good. Then […]

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