"Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
- Margery Williams from "The Velveteen Rabbit" (1922)
Writings and photos on hope and resilience; love and relationships; life and death; anger and acceptance; and human behavior and beliefs
Thursday, August 06, 2009
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The Comfort of Our Loving Chosen Family
I have, by some measure of recklessness or sheer geographic fidgeting, inhabited eight U.S. cities. Birmingham, New Orleans, Fort Lauderdale...
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Here I sit - nursing a scotch, looking out at the pink and orange reflection of the sunset on the mountain—pondering my solitary act of civi...
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“We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first t...
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The Parable, Redacted A long time ago, a grasshopper was hopping about, chirping and singing. A wretched thing, laboring away in the heat, a...
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