Safe in Stockton
Dirty, exhausted... and here. Trying to work up the motivation to dig for clean clothes and take a shower.
Had a really good day today. Ate lunch with a friend; she taught one of my classes, but I missed so much of it, that I think of her as a friend rather than teacher. She moves in the world in a thoroughly sacramental way. I want to open my own eyes, more.
If you live, open to the gifts, they will come.
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Sending ongoing good thoughts, wishes, love, light and prayers to Stockton, to wherever your heart is dear Kirstin.
Yay! I'm so glad you have arrived (sorry it is Stockton, but well, you know, it could be worse - it could have been Bakersfield :) )
Hey, is your friend Revda. Lucinda Ashby? If so, tell her "¡Hola, Reverenda Bebé! desde Padre Mickey"
Thank you, Fran.
LOL, Mimi!
No, Padre, Lucinda's in Sacramento. I know her, though--and can forward that if you want. :-)
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