“I want to be cremated and have my ashes spread near the creek on the Big Tesuque Trail in the Santa Fe Mountains.” On a sunny spring morning, I sit at my dining room table and write this in the will I am preparing. I think little of it. It is but a directive for […]
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Perma-love
These flash floods tear through and erode one’s homeland. They wash away the topsoil and leave in their wake gullies, ditches and silt. The ...
Choose the Friend
Keep being me and choosing You even though it feels like the harder thing to do. In the end this choice of the Friend ...
