Month: October 2018

The Little White Bench

I never met my great-grandfather Otto Anderson. I have a photo of he and my great grandmother Mary standing in their farm garden. It was probably taken in the early 1930’s near Zahl, North Dakota. This photo shows a short stature man, wiry, heavily mustached, weathered and wrinkled. He stands in bib-overalls, the attire for a farmer and an occasional carpenter.

Fast forward to 2018. Sitting in a corner of my living room is a small white bench that was constructed by him.

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“In true community we will not choose our companions, for our choices are so often limited by self-serving motives. Instead, our companions will be given to us by grace.”

                                                                                                                                       Parker J. Palmer


I have just returned from a week long water media workshop. It is something that I have participated in annually since 2011. We only see each other once a year and even then I may not see everyone,

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