Liz sorensen Wessel
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Days 138-139 In Loving This Day
Within light there is darkness, But do not try to understand that darkness. Within darkness there is light, But do not look for that light. Light and darkness are a pair, Like the foot before and the foot behind in… Continue reading
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Days 124-125 A Warm and Tender Hand
National Nurses Week begins on May 6, Florence Nightingale’s birthday. As this week unfolds I hope you will think about some of the Florence’s you may know, the unsung heroes that we work alongside with day in and day out.… Continue reading
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Days 117-118 In Our Brokenness
Life’s poignancies are what make it so crashingly beautiful. On my drive home from work tonight I was thinking about the twists and turns of life. Every day we are faced with the split second decisions. Some of our experiences… Continue reading
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Days 96-97 Radical Loving Care
(Note: This is the third essay in a three part series. Part I, Days 55-56: The Pearl of Great Price and Part II, Days 68-69: Standing with Paradox). For those of you who frequent these pages you most likely… Continue reading
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Days 89-90 “Easter Metaphor”
Easter Metaphor By ~Joyce Rupp Creator of springtime, how can it be that every year I forget the miracles visiting the land in the form of fresh leaves, laughing flowers, greening grass. Winter holds a strong power over me. I… Continue reading
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Days 82-83 My Wish for You
A blessing by John O’Donohue Continue reading
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Days 75-76 May You Be…
St. Patrick’s Day Blessing Continue reading
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Days 68-69 Part II:Standing with Paradox
Paradox and the owning of one’s shadow Continue reading
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Days 54-55 Part I:The Pearl of Great Price
“To honor and accept one’s own shadow is a profound spiritual discipline. It is whole-making and thus holy and the most important experience of a lifetime.” -Robert A. Johnson Rather serendipitously, there are circumstances when something may come our way… Continue reading
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Days 47-48 Twilight
Note: This reflection is dedicated to my mom, Elizabeth Dorothea Sorensen, in this, her 97th year of life. Twilight fills the sky in delicate etchings of trees reaching towards her opalescent hues. This in between space lends itself in little… Continue reading
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