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spoon stories and the matter of value

I was learning to summon worth any time I’ve ever had to name myself instead of waiting for a title. Just like my mother. This week I was softly reminded of when my lessons began.

Taking out the taped up wooden box where my silver sleeps and opening it up last week made me woozy. It was too beautiful. Thanksgiving gave me the chance to put it to work, feeding people once more, but not before it took my breath away.

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Final thoughts and one more question

  This month full of questions should have come with a warning label, don’t you think? ⚠️  Working with all of these catalytic friendship prompts is a lot like being handed a can of Coke and not knowing whether or not it’s been shaken.  It’s a bit of a risk. But you were undaunted.  You made it… Continue reading Final thoughts and one more question