If only it was as easy as scrubbing it away

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Abrasive.   I think of a green can of Comet or of steel wool. Maybe even a salt scrub, a nail file, or microdermabrasion if I feel like it. I enjoy those. I think of a loofah …

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October 22 2014

The Pledge We Make

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 Just the other day my friendasked So how are you doing?Each day she valiantly battlesCancer the Dragon so she hasno patience for palliative puffery.I shot her straight and told herof the blue sadness that hungheavy …

Is St. Peter a Bouncer?

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Presidential candidates are asked, so I’m told, “When you stand before the gates of the kingdom, and God inquires, ‘Why should I let you in?’ what would you say?” I take this to be a test …

None of Us Has a Script For This

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We had a death in our family last week. A man very unexpectedly died and he left a family and a wife. And there’s no script for this. There is no script for the aftermath of an …

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October 17 2014

I Am Not Okay

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Are you okay? They see you cry. They see you fall in a fast, steep crumble. Are you okay? There's so much to fear, so much to worry about. They roll up their sleeves: what can be done? Is it going …

Why I’m Crazy Enough To Go For a Year Without the Internet

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I took an entire year off of the Internet. No, not the year 1982. It was the year 2010. Before I did it, I was deeply addicted, to blogging, social networking, my email…the works. I dropped …

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