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Hello friends, Some passion flares in the night, burning out quickly. Other passion is slow growing, changing over seasons. A vine roots into earth and climbs, forming buds, then flowers, then fruit, before changing yet again. The bright flares of passion are enlivening and can fill us with a sense that life is vital and our tasks are important. This sort of passion can sometimes leave us feeling like a burnt out husk. Slow growing passion requires persistence and the ability to grow with life’s changes. In some moments this sort of passion can feel frustrating, but over time? Slow growing passion just might leave us with a sense of deep satisfaction. I’ve danced with both types of passion in my life, and have the history to prove it. I love both the fiery flares and the slow growth. But I’ll admit, the slow growth took me longer to appreciate. Why? Slow growing passion takes commitment and persistence. As an impatient person, I’ve had to learn to cultivate both. But, what a gorgeous gift slow growing passion has turned out to be. It has given me long term relationships, a stable home, a thirst for justice, multiple creative projects, health that has waned and returned through kind attention. Slow growing passion has also given me a brag shelf filled with my own books, and an art collection curated over decades. I’m grateful for the life passion has wrought. How about you? Best wishes — Thorn This bundle benefits World Central Kitchen
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Hello friends, Well… it’s been another eventful week here in the US and globally. In the midst of it all, I’m sure you’ve gone to work, worried about money or family or friends, dropped children off at school, cared for your elders, bought groceries… all of the ordinary things in life. I’m sure some of you have also been to community safety trainings, or attended vigils. Some of you have escaped for an hour or two into books, music, movies, or long walks. And that’s what we do, in...
Hello friends, It is early January. Another Gregorian calendar year. Outside my window, the sun shines after rain. Wisps of grey clouds hover low, kissing utility wires. It’s gorgeous outside, and feels still. The air is cold and soft with moisture. Crows call to one another, cars drive by. Tea steams its fragrance at my side. Today is another day to ponder, work, and plan. Today is another day to choose. What will you choose, repeatedly, this year? What do you plan? What might you build?...
Hello friends, Believe it or not—and despite the first paragraph—below are more thoughts about hope… As one Gregorian calendar year draws to a close, many of us are gazing into a highly volatile, uncertain future. The US economy seems to teeter on a precipice. With scant oversight and terrified or deported workers, our food supply is both compromised and costly. Environmental regulations are gutted. Families are rent apart. Too many people live in fear of what the next day will offer. This...