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Living my life
Working for a living gets in the way of living my life.
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The meaning of life
I used to tell people that the meaning of life is life. My understanding of that statement has changed, or rather evolved, over the years. In the beginning it meant that life had its own purpose, that it wasn’t something we were supposed to figure out. Later it suggested that we create meaning out of…
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They must have teenagers
The bumper sticker on the back of the SUV read; Get In, Sit Down, Hold On, Shut Up. They must have teenagers.
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Sexual discrimination at the playground
There was a playground in a nearby town where I took my son to play. I sat at a table and read or wrote while he played. Typically I was the only man present. On this particular day four women were conversing at the table next to me. Suddenly a girl who appeared to be…
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Choosing peace or vitality
It feels as if I’m struggling to accomplish two divergent goals simultaneously. There is a strong pull towards the spiritual life, a desire to awaken into the heart of truth. Then I worry that attaining this state of being will overpower my desire to write. Then I read these words in a book by Natalie…
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I scratched your car
It was Saturday morning. My wife and I were sitting at the kitchen table talking when our three year old son walked in the front door and said, “daddy, I scratched your car.” My brand new Subaru station wagon was parked in the driveway. It was less than two weeks old. He took my hand…