On Retreat

December 2, 2014 4:55 PM

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It's humbling how fear can rearrange our eyes. This piece describes a personal example of this.

Walking from my cabin through the frosted grass, it's very quiet. The meetinghouse is on the hill. From the field below, I see a dog on the steps. I don't have my glasses. It looks like a Rottweiler or a Shepherd. The old fear returns. The dog is off leash and no one's around. I think about heading ...

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