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Morning path
The paths are familiar. I remember bike rides and jumping in to rescue my son from a fall into two inches of rich chocolate brown mud. His front side perfectly clean and his back perfectly covered like he had been dipped in mud. I remember catching frogs in the ponds and our squeals. I remember…
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Uncompromising
Please help me remember a time when we could work together. Once, our people valued compromise. Differences in opinion were not reasons to scream insults. There was power in restraint and a common code of decency. Please tell me that my hindsight is not just rosy nostalgia. Part rosy and part true. Our people have…
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A confession
Bless me Father for I have sinned. It has been many seasons since my last confession. Father, I was drawn to the world of reality tv. At first, it seemed so modern and fresh. I laughed in shock as women with sculpted faces in expensive clothes screamed obscenities at each other and flipped tables. And…
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Full Spectrum Thinking
On – off Right/wrong For me – against me Enemy — ally Good–evil Love –hate Binary thinking is essential in acute life and death circumstances where a split second second choice will determine your survival. But it is a detriment to complex and collaborative issues that may very well affect the lives of millions but…
Teresa Berkowitz 