Clovers and colums
In a few hours I will take a brief respite from Santiago dC to meet some folks who have a keen sense of hospitality to pilgrims. As I think back over the last few weeks, I am grateful for the opportunity to be an observer - to have had moments to where I could be next to, and notice the Holy.
Most of my research has depended on not large observations or revelations, but paying attention to the minute, the mundane. Kind of like weeds growing in columns.
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