Share another example of how something true can be enhanced until it’s a lie. “Raising a hand or hands during song or prayer sometimes starts me focusing on others’ perspectives.” We are so thoroughly indoctrinated in image building that I’m not sure we easily recognize the difference between excelling and self–selling. Offer a few examplesContinue reading “from Rachel: Taller When Others Bow”
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What the Camera Can’t Catch
Dearest Rachel – I think it was one of the early Torchwood episodes – you’d actually remember it better than I would, since you were the Doctor Who fan of the family – that had a character wear a pair of contact lenses that would essentially livestream what they were seeing to the main groupContinue reading “What the Camera Can’t Catch”
The Irresponsibility of Responsibility
Dearest Rachel – You know how Dad has always been so enthusiastic about learning everything about our travels, while we (partly due to my experiences a year and a half ago in Basel) have tried to remain reasonably indifferent? Yeah, I think that’s catching up to me. It would seem that my unconscious mind isContinue reading “The Irresponsibility of Responsibility”
Opened A Little Early
Dearest Rachel – It seems a bit inappropriate to make such a comparison, especially considering that it involves you – the idea of thinking of a person as a toy or plaything, when expressed in that way, seems repugnant – but I feel like a kid who has just gotten the chance to open oneContinue reading “Opened A Little Early”
The Frantic Chaos of a Restful Night
Dearest Rachel – What with having Kevin over, I confess that I will be hard-pressed to keep in touch with you every day. And while been given dispensation to skip a day here and there, as I’ve built up a number of consecutive days of writing you, it gets that much harder to give upContinue reading “The Frantic Chaos of a Restful Night”
Too Much Like an Angel
Dearest Rachel – Late last week, I received a rather large envelope in the mail from a location that didn’t register with me. To be sure, most mail that arrives comes from such locations; even the bills that I process regularly come from addresses that I forget from month to month – the only reasonContinue reading “Too Much Like an Angel”
Candy Floss and Soundtracks
Dearest Rachel – There are mornings when you try to put together the dreams from last night, only to find yourself holding a paper cone of candy floss (okay, cotton candy, if you must) that’s been out in the hot sun for the last two hours. It may not have been that long ago thatContinue reading “Candy Floss and Soundtracks”
Letters to Rachel 