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Living Like Weasels

I’m on the plane headed from Montana to North Carolina to visit life-long friends. Friends whose children have transformed in the past few years into different versions of the creatures they were the last time I visited. 286 more words


More on "The Writing Life" with Annie Dillard

One of the things I love about Annie Dillard’s book “The Writing Life” is how it addresses both the drudgery and the ecstasy of writing, the torment and bliss, the good days and the bad. 2,733 more words


A Prayer for Mindlessness

“I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.  I come to Hollins Pond not so much to learn how to live as, frankly, to forget about it.  111 more words


Still Leave Footprints

An infant is a pucker of the earth’s thin skin; so are we.
We arise like budding yeasts and break off;
we forget our beginnings. … 46 more words


Echoes of a Voice

What is the difference between a cathedral and a physics lab? Are they not both saying: Hello?

The Christian writer J.W. Sire quoted this line from Annie Dillard…

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Awe And Wonder

Verbs of Being and the Past Progressive Tense

Everyone gets told to “show, don’t tell” at some point in their education. Today I want to talk about an equally important (and related) piece of advice that rarely gets taught. 1,078 more words