Fr. Letti scuttled alongside his comrade as carefully as his undignified bottom would allow, and the two rats stood swaying in the parish foyer, of Behind-The-Walls in the great Cathedral…
Coast Trail, East Sooke
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To my left, the sea sparkles so brilliantly that my eyelids momentarily serve as a red hot safe haven…
How pleasurable would life be if I enjoyed each and every moment, knowing that tomorrow will arrive regardless of my thoughts about it?
Saving Stephan
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Then she just comes out with it.
Ever talk to your soul?
Haha he says, and averts his eyes.
Huh. She turns away to leave and then throws this comment over her shoulder. Neglect is death by a thousand cuts.
Father Time Has Silver Hair
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The heart is disturbingly grudging about dislodging offences that, built over time like a fortress, strives like a searing poker to protect the mind, will and emotions of the soul by disabling pain and feeling, yet all the while hardening the heart into coal.
Living the Smooth Rich Flow
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Sometimes, I feel like all of life sits just below the horizon and the sand of time is always, ever-trickling downward … the unfaltering sift of tiny bits of crushed crystal
You Can’t Bury a Dead Thing Alive
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It claws to the surface with only one purpose: the problem ain’t dead, it’s just buried alive.
Love Letter of Encouragement
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Our Thoughts Control Our Reality
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