The Spark in the Machine
When I was three years old I caught my thumb in a folding chair. I cannot remember this episode, filled as it must have been with blood and pain, but my mother does. She packed […]
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How to Talk the Walk
Here’s a dilemma that many of us face. On the one side we want a quiet life. On the other we want to create a better, more just and more loving world. Does that description […]