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Do you Believe in Fairies?

Tinker Bell was fast losing her light.  She had drunk the poison intended for Peter Pan. In desperation, Peter turned to the the audience and asked, “Do you believe in

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Temporarily Able-Bodied

I’m 77 today, 7 weeks after getting a new knee.  There must be a message somewhere in all these sevens.  Not wisdom, exactly, but a new insight or two. For

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And Still I Rise

She was six weeks old when adopted.  She grew up in the last third of the twentieth century with a younger brother, mother and father and an extended family of

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What a Woman!

Have you heard of a woman called Jochebed?  I certainly hadn’t, although I went to seminary, studied the Bible in depth and knew her story well. And even if you

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Barely Visible

I am always really grateful when a reader of  thepollypapers tells me, either in person or on-line, that one of my blogs arrived exactly when they needed it. You can

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Everyday Angel

Several orange warning lights appeared all at once on the instrument panel, a few minutes after I had started down the road for a week away.  None of the lights

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A Tribute

My first post for this blog appeared on January 19, 2017, exactly two years ago today.  This is what I wrote: “My husband Keith and I were squeezed together with

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A Poem for Christmas 🔔

In 1862, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, poet and staunch abolitionist, sent his son off to fight for the Union in America’s Civil War. When he received the news that the young

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Light My Fire

Long before Christmas or Hanukkah or many of the other festivals celebrated at this time of year, Stone Age farmers and their families entered a Neolithic passage tomb on the

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Just Sit There

I had two appointments last Thursday, one at 10 and the second after noon. Planning ahead for the 10 o’clock I was ready to leave at 9, since I would

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Bird Watching

“This morning the redbird’s eggs/ have hatched and already the chicks/ are chirping for food. They don’t/know where it is coming from, they/ just keep shouting, ‘More! More!’”  Mary Oliver

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