Ojibway Dream Song
Sometimes I go about in pity for myself.
And all the while, a great wind is
bearing me across the sky.
[This week the quotes, mostly from Bishop Fenelon, were gathered by me in response to my own difficulties this week. They speak of how to live with distress and melancholy. Perhaps I am not the only one....]
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