A Game to Play at Dinner

Opening our eyes to the giant sangha that keeps us alive

image courtesy of adobestock.com

Saying grace before a meal wasn’t something I grew up with, but I visited plenty of families who did. The words would come tumbling out of the father’s mouth, or whoever was chosen to say it — and I could never really tell what they were saying. Something about bless us oh lord and these gifts and us to thy service. It always…

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tinalear

tinalear

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Novelist. Poet. Musician. Buddhist. Quilter. Animal lover. Visible grownup. Hidden child. Secret dancer when all alone. Makes good bread.