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Just up the road from me when I lived in Litchfield, there is a spectacular bakery nestled in the kitchen of an old farmhouse called the Black Crow Bakery. The steps are rickety, the driveway muddy and the sign almost unreadable. I came close to passing it a third time without really seeing it. Inside are the hands-down best chocolate chip cookies I have ever tasted and bread that is out of this world.
I wonder how many other treasures I have missed along the way because I was looking and not really seeing?
(Editor’s Note: Often readers of this newsletter have heard us discuss that there are many ways to come to a place of experiencing loving-kindness and the power of choice. Very few are more powerful than this one received in the midst of huge physical crisis. I told the recipient never to say she had not heard directly from God.)
Niece,
I know that you are wondering if there is anything that you did in your life to cause all of the recent events to occur… Continue Reading →
About six years ago, I moved from a larger house to a much smaller apartment.
I now wonder how little I can live with, not what I could live without?

