“Beyond the door, there’s peace, I’m sure And I know there’ll be no more tears in heaven” There are mysteries in this life, questions with answers that are hard to come by, difficult to make sense of, perplexing to live with. The meaning of heaven, and the meaning of earth, are like that. What are...
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Almost as pretty as it gets…. and yet. Telluride is also a place like every place. The sun rises, the day unfolds, the evening comes. People work and worship, they play outdoors and cry indoors, they eat and drink, they play music and watch movies. In and through it all, like every one of us,...
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Extrinsic? Intrinsic? Twice in the last week I have been in conversations where these words have run through my mind, making sense of the moment. In one I was on a panel, responding to questions from a diverse audience about the meaning of one’s work, and the other was over the phone with a colleague...
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We were walking through the pastures of his farm, and he gave a distinctive whistle; a quarter mile away I could see their heads move, then slowly the big horses began to trot their way towards their friend, Wendell Berry. We were talking about life and labor, about the world and our place in it....
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