I come from people who made paper stars for Christmas. They made them in their native Poland, and when their pilgrimage took them to Canada’s West Coast where I was born, they were still making them. And here my parents taught my siblings and me to make them. The many hours we spent together peacefully …

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November, for me, is a natural month to ponder the passage of time from birth to dying. Typically, October winds and rain in Canada’s Pacific Southwest leave many trees barren as they stand soldierly for All Saints’ Day on the 1st. And with the dying year our hearts grow perhaps more attuned to hold vigil …

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The best fairy tales teach us that we live in community, and that we are offered countless gifts to help us on our way. Good magic happens through community. Brother and sister hold hands, defeat the witch in the forest, and find their way back home again. The ugly duckling, so-called, finds his true identity …

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If it hasn’t happened to you yet, it will most likely happen: this weird thing people call “bifocal vision.” When your vision starts going wonky so that your arm isn’t long enough to decipher what’s right in front of you, you need help: you need bifocal glasses. When it happened to me, it seemed to …

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These words by George MacDonald in the novel Phantastes always challenge me: “Joy cannot unfold the deepest truths, although deepest truth must be deepest joy. Cometh white-robed Sorrow, stooping and wan, and flingeth wide the doors she may not enter. Almost we linger with Sorrow for very love” (ch. 10). Sorrows’ Doors—the portal to deepest …

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Looking up from my red velvety chaise lounge sofa in my basement study (a truly luxurious addition after decades of reading and writing as well as grading many student papers at a proper desk), I watch the snow falling steadily in the backyard this January Friday morning, January 10, 2020. Christmassy snow is late on …

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