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Ponderings

We find belonging in our darkness

September 22, 2019by Jen Rice4 Comments on We find belonging in our darkness
We find belonging in our darkness

My biggest problem is that I look too normal. If you didn’t know me -- heck, even if you do -- my appearance would lead you to a pile of incorrect assumptions:  that this tall, slender, blue-eyed blonde has always been popular, probably a cheerleader in high school, successful in career and in love, and [...]

Cyprus, Places

A warm welcome in Cyprus

September 20, 2019by Jen Rice1 Comment on A warm welcome in Cyprus
A warm welcome in Cyprus

After nearly three months in busy Tel Aviv, I decided to make a short detour to Cyprus on my way back to Geneva. This was back in early July, and it's now September; I've felt a puzzling resistance to writing about my time there: puzzling because this short Cypriot time-out is where I decided that [...]

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