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The Internet mirrors, magnifies, and makes more visible the good, bad, and ugly of everyday life.

The Internet mirrors, magnifies, and makes more visible the good, bad, and ugly of everyday life.
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One way or another, eventually turns into reasoning together. It sees the light of day. It meets its own history. It strikes up a conversation.

Reason alone, one way or another, eventually turns into reasoning together. It sees the light of day. It meets its own history. It strikes up a conversation. And it’s never the same afterward.
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We must see in every person a universe...

We must not see any person as an abstraction. Instead, we must see in every person a universe with its own secrets, with its own treasures, with its own sources of anguish, and with some measure of triumph.
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Treat energy like it's gold in your hand, not confetti

Treat energy Like it's Gold In your hand Not Confetti
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The questions we ask ourselves are at least as important as the answers we come up with, often more so.

The questions we ask ourselves are at least as important as the answers we come up with, often more so.
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Art is the act of making something where you forget the name of what you’re seeing.

Art is the act of making something where you forget the name of what you’re seeing.

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What if our lives were precious only up to a point? What if we held them loosely and understood that there were no guarantees? So that when you got sick, you weren’t a stage, but in a process.

What if our lives were precious only up to a point? What if we held them loosely and understood that there were no guarantees? So that when you got sick, you weren’t a stage, but in a process. And cancer, just like having your heart broken or getting a new job or going to school or a teacher? What if rather than being cast out and defined by some terminal category you were identified as someone in the middle of a transformation that could deepen your soul, open your heart and all the while even if and particularly when you were dying, you would be supported by and be part of a community? And what if each of these things were what we are waiting for?
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This disease of being ‘busy’ (and let’s call it what it is, the dis-ease of being busy, when we are never at ease) is spiritually destructive to our health and wellbeing.

This disease of being ‘busy’ (and let’s call it what it is, the dis-ease of being busy, when we are never at ease) is spiritually destructive to our health and wellbeing. It saps our ability to be fully present with those we love the most in our families, and keeps us from forming the kind of community that we all so desperately crave. It doesn’t have to be this way.

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