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Grandfather Guilt is obviously true. Good old Grace stands against the truth. Good old Grace knows more about the truth than truth itself can know.

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Painting by Stephen B. Whately My unconscious is giving me clues. Last night, I dreamed a woman was massaging my back, telling me how much I hurt, and rubbing away my pain. I felt a tremendous calm that I hadn’t felt since…well, since being held as a baby. I think the woman in my dream [...]

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Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann’d: Only remember me; you understand [...]

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Silence offers what everyone else has denied you. Silence doesn’t mind crying or screaming or misbehaving or being a child. When silence looks at you, she does so with mourning: her own mourning mixed with your mourning. When silence looks at you, her eyes are full of the tears of two women who have been [...]

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These irises said blue and meant green: two baptismal pools undressing the girl as all eyes do, this time not with violation, but with recognition. Exposing her smile. Exposing her tongue. Exposing her throat. Exposing her vocal cords. Touching like water. Washing away all cobwebs, fingerprints, saliva trails, and shame. Leaving only rebirth and immaculate [...]

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Grief didn’t steal your breath – that was fear of death. Grief wasn’t the unbreathable air that stung your eyes until they had to close to the love still there – that was fear of despair. Nor did grief have you thrown into the empty cell of your thoughts, where you knelt on your own, [...]

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