Advent

  by Ann Pederson Meditation on blue: (painting by Sheila Agee)     The winter night skies beckon me into their starry paths. I wonder where I’d end up if I…

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Falling Process

by  Ann Milliken Pederson   We were meant to fall: never created perfect in the first place. Falling is what leaves do best when the season turns from the hot intensity…

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A Hearse On the Highway

by Brianne Donaldson The enjoyment of power is fatal to the subtleties of life. Ruling classes degenerate by reason of their lazy indulgence in obvious gratifications. —A. N. Whitehead Adventures…

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