My Job is to Hold the Light
… We envisioned ourselves stewards of nature: above it, managing it from the outside. Instead, we became part of it …
… We envisioned ourselves stewards of nature: above it, managing it from the outside. Instead, we became part of it …
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No more will our young lab Pepper nuzzle your ears,
lick salt from your eyes, and jump over you in joy.
No more marveling at the heap of two black labs on one bed…
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A black puppy with nun’s ears leaned against the gate of the shelter cage. She looked bored. After months of searching, I hadn’t found the dog I was looking for…