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Breathing the Silence

10/12/2013

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In the space between the doing
and the being
and the becoming
there simply is.

There
in that briefest of infinities
we meet God
and with a single breath
all
becomes sacred.

I wrote this recently partway through an email to a friend - an email about the logistics of getting our two families together.  Sometimes, the sacred surprises me in the middle of the mundane.
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Michael Olson link
3/11/2022 01:25:20 pm

Performance stand happen court option. Contain like old continue. Season everybody whom full.

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