Allowing myself to be strong
where I am strong is one
of my greatest spiritual tasks.
Allowing myself to be broken
where I am broken is one
of my greatest spiritual treasures.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Utilities
Inside the well
Thirst
For the unwell
Coat hangars
Remember
Accordion pleats
Folding chairs
Hide a pulley and its
Rope
[Disposable Poem November 6, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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