Jesus of the Deep Beauty

DEEP BEAUTY IN THE BROKEN EARTH To see a flower in the Spring, we must Believe that there is beauty to be had In gardens we never will control. “Trust And hope that dirt becomes a launching pad For raising beauty in this violent earth?” The cynics scoff but have no solutions, Because they do... Continue Reading →

Beauty Cry

Fish Creek in Winter   I went on anti-depressants after mom died. Almost pre-emptively. In September 2016 I went to my doctor and she agreed that some of the sluggishness and swirly thoughts and exhaustion and arm-numbing anxiety I was experiencing could be mitigated. And I needed to mitigate them. I didn’t want to parent... Continue Reading →

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