Entries tagged with “Our Community Journal”
Now the cue for this parable: the crusty hot Cuban bread is placed to the left of every guest . . .
The lumberjack of a stranger and I embraced like old friends after a long absence. His awkward smile mirrored mine as we released each other, but I was surprised by my sense of euphoria.
The shop owner motioned toward the back of the shop.
I picked up my mother early on an April morning last year to begin her birthday celebration. She was ready and waiting dressed in a gay blue-green polyester blouse with neat …
Reflections on the journey of our feet
If he knows our needs before we ask, why then should we ask?
"With the snow falling and wind howling, I stand up with certainty and clarity. I meet myself on top of the mountain. I celebrate the energy of my life."
Exploring the Healing Energies of Music