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Light in the Darkness
“The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?” ~Psalm 27:1 I’ve had unsettling dreams the past few nights. In each one, I found myself in arguments with loved ones. Some felt like flashbacks to real conflicts from years past, while others were entirely fictional. Yet each time I woke, I carried
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Lessons from ‘Liar Liar’: Embracing Truth in Our Lives
I’ve been sick lately, which means my days have been reduced to the basics: eat, sleep, watch movies, and if I feel up to it, read. Mostly, though, it’s been me curled up on the couch with a blanket and a film. The other day, I was watching Liar Liar. Now, for someone who doesn’t
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Devil Wears Prada 2: How a One-Minute Trailer Became My Therapist
I felt nostalgic, curious, and of a bit of “what are they doing with this sequel?” energy. By Katie Rea — spiritual director, writer, and companion for those listening deeply to life as it is. Mixed Emotions About the Sequel I caught a short preview of The Devil Wears Prada 2 yesterday, and I felt
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Why the Welcoming Prayer Helps Let Go of Worry
By Katie Rea — spiritual director, writer, and companion for those listening deeply to life as it is. Sister Esther Wibowo opened our workshop, not with an agenda or introductions, but with Father Thomas Keating’s Welcoming Prayer: Welcome, welcome, welcome. I welcome everything that comes to me today because I know it’s for my healing.
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A Mix-Up, a Love Note, and a Moment of Grace
I was sitting in the endodontist’s office, rifling through my bag for the notebook paper I’d scribbled my medication list on. The nurse had asked for it to update my chart, and I was sure I had it tucked somewhere between the receipts, referral papers, and notes. Triumphantly, I handed over a folded piece of
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