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I think sometimes people who read the FM ning or my work in other places, think I have no body or feelings, or daughters, or relationships with the world that are not always sugar and spice.

Anyways, since 1991 on my long roller coaster of an emotional and relational life, I discovered this spontaneous writing (prayer) of lament... I sometimes fill pages of my journals with it, and sometimes a few tears drip down my cheeks, and sometimes I write it two or three times as a reminder of my meditation on Fearless presence... and healing.