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The Birth of Peter

A year has passed already since your birth, Peter Fenix, and it has felt all along as if we’d had you forever. You have a steadfast sureness, a resolute confidence, that makes everything you do seem just right; and you’ve … Continue reading

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One Drop?

I’m told that there are two rooms to choose from. If I want I can leave. It’s up to me. I’m already sitting in the big white room with all these people that I don’t identify with, yet who I … Continue reading

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I don’t know

What is the most powerful affirmation? “I don’t know.” This agnosticism may require the most faith, the most courage. It is a scary thing to accept that you don’t know, and yet in accepting this, fear often melts away. You … Continue reading

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Shoefalls

One, two, they dropped both shoes right down onto me. Three, four, what there’s more! How many can there be? All my life, now I live in fright; The risk will never end. I know I’m right, yet still this … Continue reading

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Love in the Time of Parenting

We’re in it together through the stormy weather, and you know what else is true? It couldn’t be better! We’ll come to treasure these times we’re going through. Bonds of struggle and strife tend to last for life, and may … Continue reading

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Surrender (#tbt)

I asked Nina Simone what it means to be free. “Words cannot do justice to the experience of freedom,” she said. She paused a moment, a hushed, contemplative silence, before saying “no fear… That’s freedom. That’s not all of it, … Continue reading

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Avoidance

To sit in a void, a hard vacuum, would burst my eyes and boil my blood, and yet be so desirable. I could struggle with the contradiction, but prefer to just accept it like the warm embrace of winter. If … Continue reading

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Onomatopoeia (#tbt)

What constitutes pure silence? If a tree falls in the woods… If we build a sound detector with an auditory acuity far more sensitive than our own, and it tells us there is noise we cannot hear, is our silence … Continue reading

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Eye of the Storm (#tbt)

How many hurricanes are your fault? Remember when you were on vacation in Jamaica in October of 2012? On the 22nd you were at the beach. You let a silent-but-deadly fart slip out, much to the dismay of the British … Continue reading

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Synthesis (#tbt)

Pride and prejudice, poverty and power, panic and peace, push and pull, thesis and antithesis. A simple model for life. We come up with an idea about how things work, a thesis. Soon thereafter we discover that it’s not the … Continue reading

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