A few days ago, it was 13th April. Thirty years since I married Mike (13th April 1996), and nine years since we held his funeral (13th April 2017). Both momentous…
It’s been a week of unexpected love stories — and it’s still only Wednesday. Three days ago, I joined a Q&A with three monastics from Plum Village — Brother Spirit,…
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