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I went away to the Welcome Table retreat this weekend and since it was a working weekend filled with laughter and tears and resolutions and revolutions, it’s going to take me a little time to unwind and figure out what condition my condition is in.

This week I start my writer’s workshop at the Walker Percy Center at Loyola and will look at the investment I have made into writing this book that has been my chimera. I am trying to slay, tame, make nice, peace, love with this beast, but right now I have put it behind a trap door that I tip toe around. Please let us be friends.

When I surface this week after this weekend of highs and lows, please know that I have come from a journey, come home changed, but some of the feeling that was packed into the crevices of this weekend will never be able to see the light of day. These tags will remind me and only me of triggers into these depths:

1) a klutzy nurse was in the hospital room, I felt weak and told her I needed to pray
2) debt, that is nothing; whatever I need to make happen I will use, if that means debt, it means debt
3) I loved that woman [she died of cancer]
4) She beckoned me over as she lay dying; I told her I loved her; I did
5) my most difficult relationships have been with my partners
6) I see clearly you hold the power; I wish I could have seen it in my younger self, because I gave my power away
7) I planted that tree [lie]
8) We’ve known each other about 15 years now [lie]

Woman goes on journey, comes home changed.

CHANGE verb (used with object), changed, changing.
1. to make the form, nature, content, future course, etc., of (something) different from what it is or from what it would be if left alone.

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