Is higher education about the knowledge we acquire in our courses or the encounters we undergo with disparate fellow humans whom we’d never otherwise meet?
Category / Fiction
On A Mission, Heading West
A family of five wild turkeys dwelt in this valley last spring, three newborn chicks, one albino. Watched them grow, seen often through the summer and fall. Then their homelands were invaded by an aggressor troop eighteen strong. Occasional brief territorial squabbles, tribal instincts leading to an uneasy union. Leaves more sparse, but so very resourceful, their tree roosts sometimes exposed. Then the snows began, early and unceasing. Till finally, only a last intrepid one was still to be seen…
Human Need
One Of Christ’s Opponents
More than one kind of tempter dwells in this space; you must trust your intuition as something more than what is obvious in order to gradually learn to distinguish them in your being…
Encounter at Nearpoint
These things happen, more often than you’d think, but it takes courage to pay them attention…
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